Regaining energy

Trying to regain energy, consciousness. Feeling weak every day. Cant stand this condition.
My body is weak at the moment. From jet-lag to sickness.

I sleep all day and night, yet my condition is not getting seriously better.
I cant take care of myself here in Tokyo. Not in the winter. The dry air makes me sick, keeps me from recovering. Its like the equation is not meant to be solved. There is always something here. The way out is money. And that means social conditioning. Accepting delayed gratification. Living with the parents until you have the resources to copy their lifestyle.

For what price, I ask myself? Life in Tokyo is uncomfortable if you do not have the means. And even then. They make you pay and suffer. Behave. Conform, or we will punish you. But no one talks about it. But everybody knows, suffers in silence. This is no way to live, yet we subject ourselves to this disaster of low living standard. In Germany, any waiter, any manual labor guy has a better living standard than I have at the moment, or you have. Simple things are missing, like warmth in the morning when going to the bathroom. a warm home. walls that keep the sound out from the neighbors.

But complaining does not lead anywhere. I have to somehow find a way to beat the system. This year will be the year to prove it, to prove that it is possible. I got this one shot. I used up all the resources, and now I have to play for keeps. Finished the Marono report. Sent it to your email address.

You have the computer, you have money, at least enough to survive. Use it. We have to use it. I have to regain energy and execute this. I am CEO, bitch. Fuck. Executing a plan is one thing, retaining your sanity another. Help me, my friend. I need your help.