my weekend is beginning from friday's evening. I made a simple dinner for myself — steamed fish, fresh greens with cucumber, and a taro bagel I had bought yesterday from a cute bakery shop. I’m a 100% bagel lover; I always take my time with each bite, chewing slowly, savorying. Pastry for me always like a warm hug ❤️ After dinner, I headed to the gym. It reminded me of a small, quiet memory — ever since a guy once helped me adjust the treadmill, I’ve found myself smiling whenever we see each other. We’ve never spoken beyond that, but I like this kind of distance: a mutual respect, an unspoken kindness, and a sense of community where people help each other in small ways without expecting more. Later, I went to the swimming pool, not to swim, but to sit by the water and rest. I listened to music, waiting for the dark, and read on my tablet — a comforting book by a Japanese author. The words felt like warm sunlight on a chilly night, I love the Chinese translation, quietly reminding me that life’s simplest moments can be the most nourishing.