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: morning
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I woke just before six. From the air conditioner’s vent came the faint sound of dry air flowing out. The dim room seemed to whisper that I could stay asleep a little longer. On the table, a bottle of whisky and a plastic bottle of soda water had been left where they were. When I…
Canon's Diary 