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: work
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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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Thursday. It’s somewhat cloudy. My head feels a bit hazy—probably due to the increased medication. On my way to work, I suddenly wondered if I had brushed my teeth this morning. When I touched my cheek, I could tell I had shaved. My teeth felt smooth too, so I probably did brush them, but I…
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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…
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Sunday, July 6th.This morning, I casually turned on the TV and found a documentary showing the lives of people in a small village centered around a dairy farm. A first-year junior high school girl living there said she loved being surrounded by nature and watching the Zao mountains, whose expressions change every day. She talked…
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Saturday, July 5th. This morning I slept in until around 8 o’clock. The sky was beautifully clear. For breakfast, I had mildly seasoned fried rice. I’d decided to take it easy today. I turned on the TV and watched a recording of the 2025 Roland Garros French Open final—Carlos Alcaraz versus Jannik Sinner. Since it…
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July 4th, Friday. Clear skies.The scaffolding for the exterior repairs of my apartment building still shows no sign of being removed. Yesterday, I came down with a mild case of heatstroke, left work early, and spent the day resting at home. This morning, I made a simple rice porridge using cabbage soup. Feeling somewhat better…
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Thursday, July 3rd.It’s cloudy, but the humidity and temperature are high.When I finally arrived at the office, the air conditioning was blasting. I hadn’t felt well since the morning. Lightheaded, nauseous, chills that made me put on extra layers. I couldn’t focus on work. Something was clearly wrong. I checked my pill case — I…
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Tuesday, July 1.Last night I got home late, so I didn’t soak in the tub—just took a quick shower. Even this morning, waking up, I felt a sluggish heaviness lingering in the thick, humid air. It’s sunny outside, but my apartment building is under exterior renovation, scaffolding all around. Even the windows on my top-floor…
Canon's Diary 