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: common life
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◆A Calm Afternoon in Kugenuma On April 29, I had plans for a barbecue at a friend’s house near Kugenuma Beach. After taking the Odakyu Line and getting off at the station, the scent of the Enoshima sea greeted me. Though the sea wasn’t visible from the narrow residential streets, the atmosphere of a seaside…
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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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◆ A Quiet Dawn of Everyday Life On April 26, I drove down the expressway and arrived in Osaka. I stopped by a real estate agency near Takatsuki Station to pick up the keys to my new apartment. With the help of my GPS, I rode my motorbike to my new home near Tonda Station.…
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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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On the morning of April 25th, the moving company will arrive to collect my belongings. There isn’t much, so I expect it’ll take less than an hour to load everything into the truck. Once my things are sent off, I’ll depart for Osaka on my motorcycle. Riding all the way in one go would be…
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The cherry trees have completely transformed into lush greenery. Now is the season when dogwoods bloom beautifully. As I drove, I saw several trees bearing deep pink blossoms. I remembered how, back when I was living alone in a studio apartment in the Wakamiya area of Kofu City, Yamanashi, white dogwoods lined both sides of…
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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…
Canon's Diary 