I thought it was coffee, but what are you talking about?

What was I doing three years ago?
I was drinking coffee, but I hadn't yet started my continuous posting on X (formerly Twitter).

By the way, I also like nonsense, and having been intrigued by the rumored "What are you talking about?" (Nan no hanashi desu ka), I have been participating with nonsense stories of my own.

Now, what should I use as a topic next?

Just as I was thinking that, the original and true founder, Konishi Kinoko-san, published the following article.

It talks about three years of "What are you talking about?". When you hear that, the only response is to ask, "What are you talking about?". At that point, it becomes chaos. It is a world of punchlines without a straight man.

But oh my, what a surprise. This was a grand spectacle born of hidden thoughts and empathy. It is a hashtag creative grand prize.

I see, if that is the case. My thoughts begin to accelerate.

It's not normal.

Ah, I don't mean that "What are you talking about?" itself is not normal. Well, the history of "What are you talking about?" is clearly not normal, but that is not the story I want to tell.

Suppose there is a situation described as unusual; however, to the person involved, it is perfectly normal. Their upbringing and background are likely typical. If being unusual in a negative way is the case, one might call it unreasonable.

I also lost my father relatively early and was in a state of confusion. It is a confusing situation where what is normal is not normal and is also unreasonable. Nevertheless, to a greater or lesser extent, many people carry such unreasonableness. Probably.

So, in the end, one has no choice but to live through their daily life, including their own version of an unusual normal that encompasses that unreasonableness.

It would be wonderful if that daily life were trivial, relaxing, and a little bit interesting, wouldn't it?

By the way, when I was in junior high school, while everyone in my class was pushing for a ball game tournament, I was the only one who pushed for a marathon tournament, which earned me some disapproval. Yes, I was bad at ball games.

Let's get through this level of being unusual by comforting ourselves, thinking, 'You fools who don't understand the value of a marathon.' Though, personally, I am no longer good at running.

Why don't we all have some snacks and drink some coffee together?

That's right, even if there is an unreasonable situation, a coffee space lets you take a breath. A daily life with coffee is wonderful. Come on, everyone, together. It's okay if you are sensitive to caffeine. I am sensitive to caffeine too, but I'm fine if I don't drink too much. Decaf is delicious too. It's okay if you don't know the taste. I don't really know it that well either. Just saying it smells good or tastes good is enough. If you like, I can teach you a little more. You just need to remember that if you drink Ethiopian, it's floral, and if you drink Kenyan, it's juicy. Coffee is very accommodating.

Sorry, I was talking about Konishi Kinoko-san's article. I almost made it an article about the Coffee Cult.

"What are you talking about" is a versatile tag that is as deep and welcoming as coffee, accepting anything. However, to me, it is a symbol of nonsense. If you take just this part out of context, I'm saying something terrible, aren't I?

I will continue to enjoy nonsense stories along with "What are you talking about."