Fortunately, I have a job and many friends.
Talking with many people is the best way for me to relieve my stress.
I enjoy knitting and plowing the fields of our temporary residence.
However, the other day there was a very sad thing; one of my neighbors
killed herself.
I had talked with her a few times. Last Thursday, when I took out my
garbage, I met her;
but I didn't have enough time to talk with her. I just said, "good morning",
and I went to work.
I should have talked with her.
She had the courage to die, I wish she made more effort to live.
It is too late to regret now.
As long as people live in the temporary housing, I want the self governing
body to exist.