It's strange. A problem has arisen that I can't solve. It's dawn. 2 o'clock. The air conditioner is out. No water is coming out. The bathroom light is out. The refrigerator is out, too. It'll be fixed by the time I sleep. I woke up, but it wasn't fixed. Power outages happen often. Even though I'm annoyed right now, the wisdom I've gained from living through life will hold back. Time passes on its own if left alone. Yesterday's pain is today's memory. Trivial and familiar things seem inexplicably bigger than they actually are. It must be the reverse effect of time. The ending "...it must be..." is becoming familiar. The weekend arrives in haste. It feels like yesterday, but they say it's already a week. It piles up. Days pile up. Someone will cover up these accumulated days.