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.
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With each passing day, the warmth deepens, and the arrival of spring makes itself felt. Yet today, of all days—a long-awaited Saturday—the light morning drizzle had turned into steady rain by noon. I hurried to bring the laundry in from the balcony. By now, the cherry blossoms should have been in full bloom. As I…
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Every week is much the same. After working full days from Monday through Friday, I am completely worn out by Friday evening, and by the time I make it home, I collapse into a kind of quiet exhaustion. Yesterday was no different. I didn’t feel like cooking, so I bought a breaded egg cutlet bento…
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Monday, September 15, 2025. A cloudy sky. The air was pleasantly cool, and for the first time in weeks I turned off the air conditioner, opened the window, and let the outside breeze drift in. In Japan, today is Respect-for-the-Aged Day, a national holiday. The scaffolding that had long surrounded the exterior walls of my…
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Wednesday, September 10, 2025.Today, I was scheduled to visit a client in Toyosu, Tokyo, on a business trip. Dressed in a white shirt without a tie, I left Settsu-Tonda Station at 8 a.m., boarded the Shinkansen from Kyoto, and headed toward Shinagawa. Just yesterday, I had wrapped up a kickoff meeting with another client near…
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Monday, September 1, 2025.After returning from work, I finished my dinner: grilled yellowtail, a few shumai dumplings, and a ham-and-egg rice bowl. Lately, I’ve been making a conscious effort to eat more fish, thinking about balance and health. Since I rarely cook it at home, I choose fish dishes at the company cafeteria whenever they…
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Saturday, August 30, 2025. For lunch, I had soba with cabbage, carrots, and pork. Lately, I’ve been drawn to soba made entirely from buckwheat flour. Its flavor is rich, its texture slightly dry at first, yet springy and chewy at the core. I also enjoy the simple pleasure of finishing the meal with soba-yu, the…
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Tuesday, July 15th.Because of the rain yesterday, the morning air was cool. The sky was lightly overcast, but the forecast said it would turn into scorching sunshine by afternoon.Last night, I cooked about two cups of rice, so this morning I enjoyed green onion soy sauce rice with miso soup. It’s been two and a…
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Sunday, July 13th.It’s scorching hot just stepping outside during the day. The sun is blinding.I hopped on my bike to go shopping, only to find it had soaked up the sun’s heat under its black cover—so hot it could fry an egg. After riding, I took off my helmet and my head was drenched in…
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Saturday, July 12th. Towering cumulus clouds are rising in the sky.In Osaka, the temperature reached a sweltering 36°C—a true midsummer day.Ever since I adjusted my medication back to the previous dosage, that foggy feeling in my head has lifted.Yesterday, work went smoothly enough. But as quitting time drew near, fatigue started to catch up with…
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July 9th, Wednesday. Sunny.Since the rainy season ended early this year, summer will likely be long.For breakfast, I fried up some frozen fried rice.I was supposed to have a tennis lesson yesterday, but had to work a little overtime, so I missed it.I thought about rescheduling it for today, but decided against it—I wanted some…
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