A female astronaut I saw from the news is one year younger than me. I don’t want to be an astronaut, but I think it’s cool to be one, so I felt a little jealous. I don’t have any achievements that I am proud of–except my kids love me, but I can still try to make the best out of my limited ability.
Since it’s hard for me to find time to edit during the day, I plan to keep the writing precise and simple, and perhaps short writing will make less stress on a reader, too.
Writing is good, but what will I do to support myself? S once said that, “There is no infinite gold in a goldmine.” Financial security is a necessity for living independently. I’d better get a normal job because I will turn 38 this year.
It was easy to make bento for M this morning because I know what I wanted to make: boiled broccoli, sliced tomato, boiled egg, fried chicken bought from a store last night, and rice balls — the regular menu.