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: Schizophrenia
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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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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…
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I woke up around 7 a.m. and, still half-asleep, opened my computer and said to my AI: “Good morning. I barely managed to get about six hours of sleep last night. I also had a soak in the bath yesterday, so I’m not feeling too sluggish. The curtains are still closed. I’ll probably need another…
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“Check-out, please,” I said to the woman at the front desk. Since I’d already paid by card, all I had to do was hand back the key.“I’ll be back next week,” I added briefly. Caught off guard, she looked slightly confused but replied, “Oh, yes, of course.”It was the last day of a four-night stay.…
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Following President Trump’s partial 90-day postponement of mutual tariffs on various countries, the New York Stock Exchange soared by 2,962 USD yesterday—marking the highest one-day gain in history. The global economy and international community are thrown into turmoil by the actions of a single individual. Watching ABC News, I can’t help but notice how few…
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As usual, I wake up at 6:30 in the morning. According to my smartwatch, I slept for 7 hours and 45 minutes, and my BodyEnergy level has recovered to 50. Looks like I slept well. I open the curtains and let the morning sun in. Outside the window, I can see trains crossing the Kyoto…
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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…
Canon's Diary 