Canon's Diary
Action without thought is empty; thought without action is blind – Goethe
While living with schizophrenia, I move between Tokyo and Osaka. Through this journal, I hope to quietly share moments from my daily life—and memories from the journey I’ve taken with my illness.
Category: Adlerian psychology
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June 28th, Saturday. A perfectly clear day. When I woke up, it was already past 9:00. A week’s worth of fatigue had hit me all at once, and I had overslept. I had an appointment at the psychiatric clinic at 9:30, so I jumped out of bed and hurried to get ready. In the kitchen,…
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Tuesday, June 10. I woke up around 5:30 a.m. When I opened the curtains, I saw that it was raining. It seems that the Kinki region officially entered the rainy season yesterday. In Kyushu, there has been heavy rain, and warnings have been issued for potential landslides.“Why do I keep waking up so early?”I washed…
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◆ Shibuya in Flux May 5th. I visited Shibuya for a lunch gathering with my old friends from Tokyo Metropolitan Hiroo High School. Around midday, the station was bustling with young people and foreign tourists. Luckily, the weather was clear—important, as I had planned to walk to my alma mater southeast of the station afterward.…
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On the morning of April 25, a little after 9 a.m., the movers arrived and began carrying out my belongings. Since I didn’t have much and everything was already packed, the two movers loaded everything onto the truck quickly and efficiently. Once they left the house, I promptly began preparing to head to Osaka on…
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On Wednesday, a fine rain had been falling over Tokyo since morning. The sky was covered with gray clouds. When the wind turned east, tiny raindrops hit the window in front of my desk. Amid the drizzle, a lone crow flew past. Its wings were slightly spread, but it didn’t flap them—perhaps it was simply…
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Today, I’d like to share another story from the past.I had an uncle named Michio Kazane. He was a painter.However, he suffered from a mental illness—I never knew the name of the condition.When I was a child, we lived in my grandfather’s house. He was a carpenter.On the first floor lived my grandparents, Michio, and…
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The Osaka headquarters is located along National Route 171, which runs parallel to the JR Kyoto Line, stretching east to west through Miyata-cho in Takatsuki City. On the other side of the relatively wide road is a housing exhibition center. Employees weave through it during their commute, cross the traffic light, and enter the headquarters…
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The weekend I spent in Tokyo passed by in a blur. Between packing for my upcoming move, cleaning the apartment, and making trips back and forth to furniture and electronics stores, there was barely a moment to breathe. I had intended to finish all my work while I was still in Osaka, but I still…
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I woke up around 7 a.m. and, still half-asleep, opened my computer and said to my AI: “Good morning. I barely managed to get about six hours of sleep last night. I also had a soak in the bath yesterday, so I’m not feeling too sluggish. The curtains are still closed. I’ll probably need another…
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Following President Trump’s partial 90-day postponement of mutual tariffs on various countries, the New York Stock Exchange soared by 2,962 USD yesterday—marking the highest one-day gain in history. The global economy and international community are thrown into turmoil by the actions of a single individual. Watching ABC News, I can’t help but notice how few…
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