4:15 PM October 4, 2023

Today, I woke up before my alarm, 8 AM, but I didn't leave my room until 11 AM. T's parents have been here for three weeks as of today. They are here for two more weeks.

I feel confined to my bedroom and office space. It is hard to make conversations with our limited shared languages.

I got ready, folded laundry, and did a yoga program. I finally left when I got too hungry.

I find myself wanting to cry from the frustration. The most I've come to complete tears was talking to my sister today, but I don't want to whine. And now, I'm doing just that.

I'm only beginning to realize the toll living your life on the other side of the globe is taking. I have to stay positive for T. I know he's working hard and doing what he can.

The living room television plays Japanese programming almost all day. It exhausts my brain to process another language, let alone all the sounds. I can hear through the pocket doors to the third bedroom, our shared office space.