A day that felt full

I dreamed that I was marching in formation while an officer told me to lift my legs higher and keep going. Then I woke up to several large mosquito bites 😅

That was how the day began. I got up an hour earlier than yesterday and gave my morning to Japanese. I was strict with the routine: Pomodoro blocks to train my attention, breaks spent walking indoors instead of looking at a phone or computer, and enough focused repetition rather than practice done only to feel productive. I kept it up for an hour and a half, a big step from yesterday.

It was a day off, but I stayed with my plan to skip breakfast and ate lunch according to the routine I had set. It has begun to feel natural, and other eating habits hold little appeal for now.

After lunch and some basic work, I turned to reviewing what I had learned. By six I had taken notes, organized them again, gone back over older notes, and listed work for the coming week and beyond. I felt delighted: the tasks were clear, demanding enough to stretch me without feeling impossible.

In the evening I went to weigh myself and see what the past week of the eating plan had done. It matched what I had felt:

• 1.1 kg down in seven days.
• BMI down by 0.4.

On the way home I stopped at an Apple Store to look at the MacBook Air M5. The place was packed; it took me a while just to reach the machine, and a crowd stood around it too. Even the newer Neo model was not the one drawing that crowd. I tried the laptop briefly, then left. There were too many people, no staff in sight, and little I could judge from a few taps beyond the price.

Outside, I thought about how quickly things change. Even the Tesla humanoid robot I saw last year has a newer version. I need to keep learning or I will be left behind. Tomorrow I want to leave more room for chance instead of following the same plan again.