Rest day. Got up at 1 PM. Living like this is hard. You lose your edge, and during the day you’re too lazy to think up or do anything. Can’t wait for the workdays.

It’s hard to endure inaction, but sometimes you have to master that too. You want to do something active to escape this state of drearily dragging difficulty. But without realizing it, you make things worse, getting only brief illusory relief while actually aggravating your condition — you tire faster and the new state isn’t always better than the last. Better to fight with the awareness that this will pass, and then real rest and the joy of having endured will come. Today, to keep busy in advance, we assembled “Spektr-15” — Bulgarian equipment for spectrometry of Earth in the visible and infrared ranges. In the evening Mission Control entertained us with songs to a guitar. We quietly sang along. In the next session we asked them to show us the TsUP shift — curious what they look like. Much has been forgotten. We saw the guys, many familiar faces; it was pleasant to look at them. The girls — how pretty they look from up here — presented us with a bouquet of maple leaves. Then everyone sang several Okudzhava songs together to the guitar. Thank you. And now — to sleep.