A Record of August 14

I went to my desk early today, but my head felt heavy and clouded because there had been little to eat at home that morning, and so I had eaten Shin Ramyun. At my desk, I chatted with GPT for a while and looked over a new paper, yet failed to make much sense of it.

A friend from the same office chatted with me. At half past eleven, I went swimming. My freestyle has improved enormously. Very good.

In the afternoon, I received a delivery of food. Tomorrow, I will make wontons.

I met the new cohort of students, and we all talked. It feels as though, for as long as I have lived, I have been shifting back and forth between being someone’s junior and someone’s senior. Yet my talent for role-playing is not especially great.