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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This week, I booked a hotel in Ibaraki, two stations away from Settsu-Tonda, the nearest station to my office. It’s more convenient than going through Shin-Osaka, giving me a little more breathing room in the mornings. I reserved the room for four consecutive nights, so I only needed to carry my business bag, leaving the…
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I woke up at six in the morning. I’d gone to bed after midnight the night before, so I didn’t get quite enough sleep. Still, thanks to a proper bath, I didn’t feel too worn out. I couldn’t see the weather outside, but judging from the light seeping through the curtains, I could guess it…
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It was sunny, but this is the kind of season where it’s hard to decide what to wear. You could say it’s cold, or you could say it’s warm. In the morning, I turned on the heater in the room, but as I got into unpacking after our move, I warmed up quickly and turned…
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Saturday. The sky is partly cloudy, but patches of blue peek through. After waking up, I had breakfast and washed my hair, then rode my motorbike to the tennis court for practice. As I approached the cherry blossom-lined road along the Onda River, I found the trees in full bloom, bustling with onlookers.I could faintly…
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Friday, the sky was overcast. When I left the hotel in the morning, the asphalt was wet. It might have rained a little last night. As usual, I had breakfast at the convenience store in the station before heading to work. I attended a joint meeting with the sales department to align on the sales…
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April has arrived, but the weather in Osaka continues to be chilly. Due to the influence of the Osaka Expo, accommodation prices have soared, and I have had difficulty finding a place to stay, moving from hotel to hotel. Last night, I stayed at a capsule hotel. Actually, I have been assigned to work at…
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On the early morning of the last Monday in March, I forced my exhausted body awake after last night’s practice and began preparing for my trip to Osaka. My room was in utter chaos, filled with packed boxes and containers in preparation for my move—far from being tidy. Tomorrow morning, I have to report to…
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It had been raining since morning. In stark contrast to yesterday’s early-summer warmth, today felt like a return to midwinter. When I woke up, I was informed that my father had gone to the hospital with my mother earlier that morning. His stomach pain hadn’t subsided, and after being examined, it turned out he had…
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Today, my father said he had stomach pain and was going to the hospital. I asked, “Do you want me to take you by car?” but he replied, “I’ll take a taxi.” In March of last year, my father was hospitalized in an emergency due to severe abdominal pain. He was diagnosed with duodenal papillary cancer.…
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I already have a rice cooker, a washing machine, a microwave, and some unused tableware at home, so I’ll gather them all in one place. I’d also like to bring the unused tabletop grill for yakiniku if I get permission from my family. Other things I plan to take from home include… the brown color…
Canon's Diary 