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: wife
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The water is very cold when I wash the dishes in the kitchen. After finishing breakfast—pork miso soup I had made ahead of time and bacon and eggs—I did a quick cleaning of the room and hung the laundry out on the balcony. It was ten o’clock on a Saturday morning. From the sixth floor…
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Sunday, September 7, 2025. A blazing sun. At 7:30 in the morning, we gathered at the tennis courts on the roof of the Naruse Clean Center. The city-run courts are built on top of a sewage treatment plant — a rather unusual setting. Fourteen omni-surface courts stretch out across the rooftop. Our team, made up…
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Saturday, September 6, 2025. The typhoon that had swept across Japan the day before left the Tokaido Shinkansen badly delayed. Having given up on returning to Tokyo yesterday, I boarded the Nozomi 116 this morning after taking a JR line into Kyoto. A white Nike cap pulled low over my eyes, a beige Uniqlo T-shirt,…
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August 27, 2025, Wednesday.I came home from work and finished dinner with some leftover keema curry I had prepared earlier. For some reason, I felt like drinking red wine tonight—something I hadn’t done in a while—so I bought a cheap bottle of Bordeaux at the convenience store. Now I’m enjoying it with a bit of…
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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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Tuesday, July 8th.I still had some bread left over from when I made French toast on Sunday, so for breakfast today, I toasted a slice, topped it with lettuce, ham, and cheese, and enjoyed it. I toasted the bread in a frying pan with some butter. Who needs a toaster when a frying pan does…
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Monday, July 7th.Clear skies.It’s Tanabata today, but I have no plans to meet my own Orihime.She’s probably busy working at the pharmacy in Tokyo, and I’m here in Osaka, having just finished my tenth technical document. I wonder when it started—this gradual growing apart.Maybe it’s because I wrote about my wife in yesterday’s post that…
Canon's Diary 