DAY 127 | Standing in the same place, living in a different time
toi o matou | Wearing questions
Sales is an act of expression that delivers sensibility.
A daily record of handing over fluctuations.
The year has begun, and
11 days have passed as of today.
I finished my training this morning too,
and while waiting for the train to work,
I am writing this.
Suddenly,
I felt a sense of déjà vu
at the scenery that entered my view.
It is very cold this morning and snow
is falling in flurries.
I am wearing the same trench coat
that I wore last year.
One year since then.
Same station.
Same platform.
Same standing position.
My body
is standing in almost the same place.
And yet,
only time
is moving forward steadily.
A month
passes in the blink of an eye,
and a year
is shorter than you think.
I should have experienced this feeling
many times before, but
for some reason, today,
it hit home strangely well.
That is precisely why
I must cherish each and every day.
I was once again convinced
by such
obvious words.
Looking back at my recent posts,
there are many topics about saunas, introspection,
and healthcare.
I am not doing it consciously, but
naturally,
I am heading in that direction.
I think that is because
rather than decorating the surface
or talking about things,
I want to organize the "inside"
the fundamental parts.
Of course,
I know well the power
of dressing up.
Clothes
lift your spirits
and give you a trigger to be positive.
That is
undoubtedly true.
However,
lately,
the things that come before that
feel more important.
Is the inside organized?
Is the body
functioning properly?
Where is the heart
pointing right now?
This feeling became stronger
around the time of the
Aquathlon challenge I first attempted in 2024.
A competition where you swim in the ocean is a matter of life and death.
There are no excuses.
If you are not in good condition,
it shows directly in the results.
There,
there is no evaluation
or performance.
Everything is
my own subjectivity
and my own responsibility.
Because there is nowhere to run,
there is no room for deception.
Therefore,
I organize daily.
It is not something flashy.
Rather,
it is plain
and repetitive work.
Sleep.
Diet.
Breathing.
Thinking.
This "organizing" work
exerts power
in times of need.
I learned that
with my body.
Watching this year's Hakone Ekiden,
that feeling
became even stronger.
For the moment of running,
how much time
have they accumulated?
Long preparation
for a single moment.
Work
and life
are surely the same.
Rather than the moment that appears on the surface,
the invisible time
before that
is far longer.
Same station.
Same platform.
Same coat.
But,
I am not exactly the same person as last year.
Today's question is this.
"How carefully
am I treating
the invisible time?"
Time
does not stop.
That is precisely why,
instead of being swept away,
I accumulate it.
On the platform where snow dances,
while thinking about such things,
I take another step
toward daily life today.