After a rough day yesterday, recovering from a hangover while editing back-to-back, my body was able to bounce back quickly with good sleep. I love my bed. ❤️

Because of that, I was able to cook breakfast for my brood: Katsu curry rice and Japanese curry omelette rice bowl for me.

After cleaning up, I retreated to my dimly lit, airconditioned room to escape the oppressive heat. Summer is really upon us. And it’s just March. 🫠And I melted. I woke up at almost 3 pm to spend money 😂

My best friend’s mom gave me a housewarming gift, which I will use to buy a loveseat from Ikea. My kids and I piled up in my car and to eat xiao long bao and go furniture shopping.

My kids finally agreed on the model we will get after testing some couches/arm chairs. We couldn’t buy it yet because it won’t fit in the car and we don’t have anywhere to put it yet. I think I’ll have it delivered next month after I come back from Singapore.

If there’s one defining song that represents R.E.M. for me, it’s this song, Everybody Hurts. Whenever I get so beat up by life, I go and listen to this song.

It’s just like Michael Stipe is comforting me, telling me that it’s going to be ok even if it’s not right now. It’s like, it’s all right to cry.

Like yesterday. I was feeling so blue for some reason or another and I really, really needed to sing to shake off the sadness that was overcoming me. Then I remembered R.E.M. and this song.

Everybody cries.

Sometimes everything is wrong.