If my daily posting were to end, my final article would look like this.
Since June 1, 2022, I have
written on note every single day without fail.
And then, it suddenly occurred to me.
...
Wait? How long am I going to keep writing this?
Everything in the universe, from the flowers and birds to the wind and the moon, has an end if it has a beginning. Day after day, I keep writing and publishing articles on note, but one day, an end will come for me too.
It’s a common trope on Twitter, but imagine one day the updates suddenly stop, and then a tweet like this just pops up.
This is the wife of the account owner. My husband passed away on [Month] [Day]. To everyone who read my husband's imperfect writing and supported him, thank you very much. In accordance with my husband's wishes, this account will remain active.
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That’s harsh!
How painful that would be!
Well, I’m not feeling any pain while writing this right now, but I can’t say for sure that something like this won’t happen.
Writing about this makes a flicker of anxiety cross my mind that something might actually happen to me, but it’s okay.
As a life insurance professional, I have taken out a policy filled with my love for my wife. Furthermore, I have told her this.
"Hey, hey, if I die first, I promise to go ring the doorbell every night to scare you, so make sure you listen for it."
Hmm, romantic.
By the way, my wife
"Huh?"
is what she said. Hmm, romantic.
So, the introduction has been long, but in this article, I'm going to assume that "if the time comes when I completely stop my daily note posts while I'm still alive," what kind of article would I write if I were to write a final episode? and actually try it out.
Let's have a final episode!
(Whoosh, whoosh, whoooosh)
Article title:
[Final Episode] I am ending my note article posts.
My daily note posts, which I started on June 1, 2022, have now been going on for 65 years, and I, who was 31 at the time, have reached the age of 96, thanks to everyone. I've become quite the old man (but I won't lose to the young ones).
Rain or shine, I've written articles every single day. Man, it was tough.
It was seriously tough.
The number of articles I have posted has exceeded 23,000, and I no longer know where one should even begin. I am truly sorry. I lacked the imagination to think that things would turn out this way (my wife was angry at me, too).
To leave my thoughts for my unborn child
That was the purpose for which I started posting daily on note, and thanks to you all, I was blessed with a son. He has grown up healthy and is now 60 years old. He is a son who has reached his sixtieth birthday (though I look younger than him).
Thankfully, I have grandchildren now, and while they say things like, 'Grandpa, I don't know what you're talking about,' being able to project myself onto this note has given me a sense of accomplishment that exceeds my original goal. Thank you, note management. I will actually praise you. You did well.
Now, today is exactly as the title suggests.
As of today,
I will end my article posts on note.
This is the final episode.
There are several reasons, but
I will write the two biggest factors.
(Everyone, don't cry)
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▶︎One is 'running out of ideas'.
Oh my, after writing for 65 years, I have finally run out of things to write about. I used to boast that 'if you look for ideas, there are plenty to be found,' but it has finally become impossible. I am sorry.
My policy of 'never doing fiction or creative writing' has been completely broken for the last 20 years, and the articles from the last 10 years are almost entirely creative writing. I sincerely apologize (sorry).
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▶︎The second reason is "declining physical strength."
I bought bifocal glasses about 30 years ago, but honestly, it's become impossible to see the screen anymore. There's voice input or even thought-controlled input, but I don't have the energy for that either. After all, I'm 96 years old.
Just a little more until I'm 100 (I'm so young).
Back in my active days, I used to give seminars saying, "We're in the era of the 100-year life," but it turns out that wasn't a lie. I thought it was a lie (You thought it was a lie?).
I wondered what I should write if this were my final article, but I won't write anything in particular. For now, I would like to express my gratitude to those who have read my work until now. Thank you very much.
My note posts end today, but I will continue with live streaming (I want to do this until I die), so rest assured, everyone.
Well then, everyone, have a good life.
(I'm looking forward to the live stream)
...
...
...including the feeling that it's falling a bit flat...
...p-perhaps,
...
...maybe like this.
I'll write as usual tomorrow too.
<Afterword>
If I recall, Tokai Onair did a similar project on YouTube. Hmm, when I wondered what to write, I remembered them. Sorry, Tetsuya. I spent the afternoon lost in thought, wondering what the future will be like and if my fellow neighbors on note at this moment are doing well, even though I've never seen their faces. Thank you for today as well.
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