How come while the others are enjoying the summer vacation, I'm working until after dinner time? Last weeks I trained on average once a week due to parents' and friends' visits, plus more research papers that I'm writing - great for work, but on the expense on my hobby.
Life is not as simple as the student life before the graduate school, when everything I had to worry about was the present. Now I have to worry about the future and work for it. Is it distraction? Or maybe the opposite - my hobby is the distraction?
Neither, I say. I just take my life when it comes and how it comes.
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Last Friday in the training I explored different types of footworks for seme. Sometimes my opponents got distracted while I move sideways, which became a good moment for attacking.