Wake up, make breakfast and in the meanwhile prepare the bentou.
Finish my club’s morning training, finish my classes and head again to the club.
After hanging out with my friends at the club I return home. I bathe and change.
Sit together with my family and then rest.
In the late nights of autumn I read books, play games and browse the net.
Sleep.
That’s all I did.
There may be something in between the lines, but it’s not that relevant.
“That’s why it’s strange if I am not sleeping in my house!”
That’s right. Without doubt.
Even so, ‘here’ I am.
In a square room that looked like the stars were printed on it. I went around inspecting the floor and the walls of the room.