Felt a bit shit in the morning. Probably because I slept a little late the previous night. I could not get off the phone for some reason and kept scrolling until circa 1 am. That was not a good idea. Could not concentrate on anything until I finally started to work on the cleaning of the bathroom. There was spreading over the ceiling and walls. I sprayed chlorine bleach onto dozens of kitchen papers and put them on the ceiling and walls. When I took them off, the mould was still clearly visible, but they got gone when I rubbed them hard. If I could get rid of them by scrubbing, I would not have had to soak them in the bleach, perhaps. I don’t know. I just hope that it had some effect on the life of mould and the smell of the bleach would not give me headache. Had a walk afterwards. It was sunny and rather warm. There were people that had picnics in the park. I bought a cup of drink called Hot Apple Cinnamon, which was very sweet. When I came back home, I jotted down some feelings related to last night when I visited my parents’ house. The sunshine came into my room and the notebook and I were in the line of it. It was still hard to focus on it, so I intermittently looked at my phone, which made me feel horrendous. At night, I went to Kayashima to have supper. The girl who served at the restaurant had dyed her hair pink, so I did not notice that she was the one whom I saw before. Coming back home and lying on the floor, I thought that I should have spoken to her and said something nice about her hair. It seems I don’t have the tiniest room in my heart at the moment, I thought. It is all because I slept late last night.