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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Monday, May 26th.The sky is overcast again today. After breakfast, I filled my thermos with coffee and headed to work. It felt a little chilly for this season. I crossed the railroad tracks and made my way through the shopping street toward Settsu-Tonda Station. I left home around 7:30, and at that hour, the streets…
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Sunday, May 25. The sky was a little overcast, and perhaps because I hadn’t slept well the night before, my mind felt a bit foggy. After breakfast, I spent the entire morning cleaning my room. I finished cutting the floor mats I had left half-done, shaping them to fit the room. I carefully placed a…
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Saturday, May 24. I left my family home in Tokyo and boarded a bullet train bound for Osaka. Nozomi No. 391, departing Shin-Yokohama at 2:29 p.m., arrived about five minutes late. Feeling drained, I closed my eyes and sat still. I could hear the train slicing through the wind. The subtle vibrations pulsed through my…
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Friday, May 23rd. Overcast skies. I dropped the documents for changing the names on the gas, electricity, and water utilities, as well as the bank account for automatic withdrawals, into the mailbox. I’m working remotely from Tokyo again today, but work has settled down for now. It was on May 11th that I received the…
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I woke up at four in the morning. A dim light was seeping through the gap in the curtains. Birds had begun their morning song.I sat down in the reclining chair and had a glass of whisky. I had been tense all day yesterday. Though I should have been exhausted, I couldn’t sleep well.Feeling a…
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Last night, I took a long soak in the bath and turned off the lights at 11 p.m. before going to bed. I must have fallen into a deep sleep, because when I awoke, it was already 9 in the morning. For the past few days, I had been living with a persistent sense of…
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Yesterday, I must have fallen asleep in bed without even realizing it. I hadn’t taken a shower.On the table sits a half-finished glass of whisky, its fizz gone flat.My eyes seem swollen.It’s now 6:30 in the morning. I take a small sip from the glass on the table.Once again, tears begin to well up. Today…
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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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