I lost my tumbler somewhere when I was going to work this morning.
I visited the lost-and-found in Sendai station, but I couldn't get it back.
Last week I had flat tire of my bike. (Later I was successful to fix it.)
I couldn't communicate at all when I wanted to order my new business suits last Thursday.
I will try again some time in a month probably, after my mental state is settled enough.
Stress sources one after another, however, I'm thinking that it's good to be able to live daily lives.

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