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AMORPHOUS É AMOR and Tanpopo's "Incomplete Hero" reaches the heart quietly.

AMORPHOUS É AMOR's daughter, Tanpopo, has officially released her original song, "Incomplete Hero."

I feel that this song gently contains the self that couldn't be perfect, the feelings that couldn't be protected, and yet, the small courage to keep moving forward.

And beyond that singing voice, the gaze of a father watching over her quietly seems to overlap as well.

It is precisely because it is incomplete that it reaches us.

Even while carrying weaknesses, there are times when you can leave a light in someone's heart.

Tanpopo's "Incomplete Hero" is a song that reminds us of that kind of gentle strength.

Please, try listening to it with your own heart as well ♪

Kai Hashimoto's note gently lights up a heart that has allowed itself to pause.

When reading Kai Hashimoto's note, you can feel the stillness of the moment when someone who has been running continuously finally allows themselves to stop for the first time.

Work.

Child-rearing.

Responsibility.

Surely, you too have been carrying things without even realizing it, haven't you?

I have to do things properly.

If I stop, I might cause trouble for others.

It might be too early to rest.

The heart that has kept pushing itself like that is the one that feels a little guilty about stopping, isn't it?

But the words of Kai Hashimoto gently nestle into that quiet place.

The record of allowing oneself to stop for the first time in one's 40s does not offer flashy answers, but rather an introspection that feels like taking a deep breath again.

It seems to tell your heart, which has been a little tired from the busyness, that it is okay to take a breath here once.

Kai Hashimoto's note is a piece that gently places a small light in the chest of you who have worked so hard.

Mornings with Seijitsu ni, Hitamuki ni are English learning times where you can laugh and learn.

When you encounter the words of Seijitsu ni, Hitamuki ni, you feel the importance of not just memorizing English, but nurturing it along with your senses.

One article a day.

In that accumulation, they are someone who faces not only the meaning of English but also the atmosphere of native expressions and the nuances of pronunciation head-on.

With a perspective as a university faculty member, their attitude toward learning is very sincere and earnest, isn't it?

But alongside that seriousness, when it comes to the morning exchanges with the Dragon God, wordplay sometimes suddenly begins.

That part is also very fun.

Even though you are supposed to be learning seriously, before you know it, you have digressed a little and find yourself laughing.

However, even within that digression, the fun of words and hints for getting closer to the sense of English remain properly.

You will surely laugh while reading, and by the time you finish, you will have learned something.

The morning exchanges between Seijitsu ni, Hitamuki ni and the Dragon God are a warm morning time where learning and laughter gently mingle.

Shirotonakai's short stories are tales that gently light up the depths of your memories.

Shirotonakai's short stories have been released on Kindle.

Just hearing that they are stories centered around the keyword "memory" might open a quiet door within you, don't you think?

Remembering.

Forgetting.

And yet, the things that remain somewhere in your heart.

This work is a book gently entrusted to the individual interpretation of each reader.

I believe its charm lies in the ability to read it while cherishing the feelings that arise within you, without rushing to find a correct answer.

The fact that it was released on Christmas Eve also feels somewhat special.

On a quiet night, you find yourself wanting to pick up a story.

Shirotonakai's short stories are works that leave behind just such an aftertaste.

The words of the winged unicorn give us the courage to embrace ourselves, junk and all.

When I read the winged unicorn's articles, I feel that I don't have to live only as a polished version of myself.

They don't just speak of spiritual heights; they leave everything as it is—the anger toward unreasonable work, the wavering emotions, and the honest feelings that only emerge as we grow older.

You are not just your sparkling treasures.

If you scatter the junk called complaints and thoughts that won't quite organize themselves onto the floor, you might find that your true self is there, too.

The fact that it makes me think that way is what I find so endearing.

You don't have to force things to be beautifully put together.

You don't have to pretend to be someone who has it all figured out.

It's okay to get angry, to laugh, to take a deep breath, and then just return to your own path.

The record of the winged unicorn's fresh start is a piece that will gently loosen the tension in your shoulders.

Issa's words gently illuminate the important things that are invisible.

When you read Issa's words, you might feel that you, too, have something inside your heart that you have cherished without showing it to anyone.

It might be a person.

It might be a memory.

It might be a feeling that you can no longer put into words.

There are things that are warm to the touch, even if you cannot physically touch them, aren't there?

Even if you usually keep them tucked away quietly, there are things that gently regain their outline the moment you encounter certain words.

Issa's poems do not shine a harsh light on those invisible places, but rather nestle softly beside them.

You don't have to rush for an answer.

You don't have to immediately give a name to what you are holding.

Just feel the warmth that is here right now, at your own pace.

It is a piece that accepts you, including your empty spaces, in just that way.

These are words you will want to keep by your side when you feel like stopping for a moment.

The writing of Ru/Harenoito remains gentle even until the moment it becomes a voice.

When reading Ru/Harenoito's articles, I gently feel the preciousness of having one's writing read by someone else's voice.

The joy of having your own article read aloud for a J-WAVE project.

And my heart warms at the words that the reading was not just reading the text, but seemed to accept the feelings of that time along with it.

You, too, will surely feel that if the words you wrote were delivered through someone else's voice, they would remain as a precious memory just like this.

Including the production where "Cherry" played at the end, it is as if a single piece of writing is being gently wrapped up as a single scene.

The gratitude for the project that brought about this wonderful encounter, as well as the consideration for other creators, is quietly conveyed throughout the entire article.

Ru/Harenoito's report article is a warm piece that makes you feel how words become voices, become memories, and reach someone else's heart once again.

Hana's words give a small wave to the feelings you have tucked away.

When reading Hana's greeting, you feel a kindness as if she is giving a small wave toward you.

Days spent living in a town in Hokkaido, caring for her husband who has an intractable disease at home, while also coming to terms with her own body.

Even though there must be hardships that cannot be easily put into words, Hana-san's writing does not lean solely on the pain.

Each word, placed gently, carries the quiet warmth of someone who has somehow managed to make it through the day.

I like to write.

But, showing it to someone else is a little scary.

Perhaps you have that feeling somewhere inside you, too.

You don't have to suddenly spread out the words you've kept tucked away.

It's enough to just let them touch the outside air, little by little.

Hana-san's greeting gently unravels even the tension of you, the reader, in just that way.

Is there a word you would like to gently set down inside yourself right now?

Takahide Kamata's stories quietly reach out to you as you search for a place to belong.

When you read Takahide Kamata's stories, you feel that even if life doesn't move in a straight line, you can still get closer to your own place by rearranging things over and over again.

A boy who blocked his room door with books and rejected the world eventuallybecomes an entrepreneur in his seventh year of business.

That journey is not a success story of neatly overcoming obstacles.

It is a record of someone who kept searching for a place where his traits could be utilized, even just a little, while falling down many times.

A day at a graduation ceremony.

Dropping out of university.

And, a fateful encounter with video editing.

None of those paths could have been easy.

However, I believe that each and every one of those moments is what carried Takahide Kamata to where he is today.

Things you once thought were weaknesses can turn into weapons the moment your perspective or environment changes.

Perhaps you, too, have something for which you simply haven't found a way to utilize yet.

This is a piece I especially want to reach you, if you are currently looking for a place to belong.

King's sitemap is a gentle entrance, even for those visiting for the first time.

When you read King's "Nice to meet you and sitemap," you feel something like a warm guide that goes beyond a simple self-introduction.

So that you, visiting for the first time, won't be lost on where to start reading.

And so that you, who have visited several times, can walk through King's world once again.

Such thoughtfulness flows quietly throughout the entire article.

You sometimes open note in between chores or while running errands, don't you?

At those times, just knowing where to start reading makes your mind feel a little lighter.

King's articles have various entrances, from political philosophy and international politics to reading, note, and even playfulness like the Miracle Lucky Cult.

Even though they might look difficult, when you get closer, they make you smile a little, yet they also make you want to think properly.

That coexistence of sincerity and playfulness is very much like King.

I am sure that when you open this sitemap, you will want to touch not just the articles, but also the way of thinking and the warmth of the person called King.

It is a pleasant entrance that is kind to both those meeting him for the first time and those who already know him.

Shun-chan's magazine gives you, who writes alone, a place to belong.

When reading Shun-chan's 'Let's Create Together! A Growth Magazine That Gives Kindness and Courage,' I feel that there is a place that gently understands the loneliness of continuing to write on note by yourself.

When you are writing an article, there are days when you wonder if this is okay, aren't there?

There might also be days when you feel a little anxious because you don't know if it's being read.

To you, Shun-chan seems to be gently reaching out a hand, saying it's okay to be here.

This magazine is not just a place to collect articles.

It is a place to grow together little by little, while encouraging someone and being encouraged by someone, isn't it?

Gently delivering kindness, gratitude, courage, and hope through your own words and works.

That sentiment is warmly conveyed from deep within the recruitment article.

Even while feeling lost, you want to push someone forward.

You also want to grow while connecting with someone else.

Shun-chan's magazine is a place that gently accepts that small step of yours.

The words of Super President x Gym Management light a fire in a heart that doesn't want to end yet.

When reading Super President x Gym Management's articles, I feel that the backs of those who take on challenges are not always just filled with strength.

Carrying a debt of 200 million, yet still moving forward.

That figure is not just a success story.

There is fear, too.

There is hesitation, too.

Even so, the passion of not wanting to end things as they are now is quietly conveyed from deep within the writing.

If you look only at the words '3 billion in annual sales,' it might seem like a story about an amazing business owner.

But what is there is not a neatly polished tale of heroism, but rather a raw record that includes the grit of a local supermarket, the risks of running a gym, and the reality of supporting a family.It is a raw record, isn't it?

I think it strikes a chord because it doesn't hide its weaknesses.

I think it makes your heart burn because it keeps moving forward while still being afraid.

You are no longer young.

But you don't want to end it yet.

It is a piece that will gently light a fire in a heart like yours, too.

Momo-san's words gently embrace even the 'you' that was born into this world.

When you read Momo-san's self-introduction, you quietly feel that the fact that life is here is a miracle in itself.

Eight miscarriages.

An emergency birth at 490g.

Even just those words are enough to tighten your chest, but in Momo-san's writing, there is a deep love that does not end with sadness alone.

Perhaps it is precisely because these words come from someone who has overcome tears time and again that they reach us so gently.

Now that her daughter has turned 18, I believe your heart will surely soften as you watch her look back on her journey and express her gratitude to the people she has met.

Thank you for being in this world.

I feel that those words are directed not just to someone in the article, but to you, the reader, as well.

The life you have lived.

The fact that you have made it this far.

The fact that you encountered these words today.

You can cherish all of that just a little bit more, can't you?

Momo-san's self-introduction is a piece that leaves a gentle impression of gratitude for life and the preciousness of encounters in your heart.

Sho Amane's 'Small Cutting Board' will gently lighten the heart you have been carrying too much in.

Reading Sho Amane's 'My Cutting Board Is Small' makes you feel that perhaps you don't have to blame yourself so much for not being able to carry everything at once.

Work.

Other people.

Yourself.

There are days when your heart gets full immediately if you try to line everything up in the same place, aren't there?

But I don't think that means you are lacking in any way.

It just means the amount you can place at one time is different.

That perspective is very gentle.

Even on a small cutting board, if it is just one thing, there are things you can see clearly.

Someone's words.

A small event.

Something a child made.

The time a cat sleeps.

The light shining outside the window.

Even if it is not a grand story, there are people there, life is happening, and hearts are being moved, aren't there?

Sho Amane's writing makes us quietly gaze at the precious things that remain in those small places.

It is okay not to be able to do a lot.

Think about just one thing.

Write just one thing.

It is a warm opening piece that makes you feel that even just that is enough for your world to take shape properly.

Mami Akimoto's step teaches us that it is okay to move toward what is fun.

When you read this article by Mami Akimoto, you start to feel that it is okay to cherish those moments when your heart is suddenly moved, just as they are.

I wanted to be an idol.

That realization may not have been something to explain to anyone else, but a truly honest wish that popped out from within Mami herself.

Seeing a poster stirs their heart, there are people there to give them a push, and they head toward the audition with a racing heart.

That figure is so cute and so straightforward.

It may not be a challenge that promises great success.

But, since we are alive, it is okay to take a step toward what you find fun, isn't it?

Mami Akimoto's article gently makes you feel that it is still okay to touch the small aspirations within you.

It is a piece where the light of someone stepping forward happily lingers even after you finish reading.

Switch-kun's Creative Laboratory is gently bursting with AI and playfulness.

When you read Switch-kun's articles, rather than a self-introduction, there is an excitement like being allowed to peek into a creative laboratory.

Self-made LLMs, game engine development, and the works accumulated during the 'Narou' era.

And the world-building that leads to 'The Case of Being Stuck Even Though I Became a Demon King'.

You will surely feel that you are touching the passion of someone who is seriously enjoying creating, rather than reading about difficult technology.

Not stopping just because you don't know if it will go well, but trying to make it first.

Trying it out.

Expanding it little by little from there.

That lightness is Switch-kun's charm, isn't it?

There is also warmth in the way they value connections with people while enjoying AI and creation.

I wonder what kind of works and tools will be born from here on.

You, too, will surely want to watch over her gently.

Nozomin's words leave a small piece of candy in your heart.

Reading Nozomin's self-introduction feels like being gently handed a small joy from everyday life.

Born in Fukuoka and now living with her family in the Kansai region, Nozomin works as an office clerk and a web writer.

Kindle reading, self-nail art, people-watching, and recently, even handing out candy.

From each of the things she loves, you will surely feel that she is someone who observes people well and cherishes the moments that make them smile a little.

Precisely because she has carried a heart that worries too much, Nozomin's words have a gentleness that does not rush you.

There is a warmth to them, as if she is sitting quietly beside you when you are trying too hard to do things right, saying, 'It's okay to rest a little.'

She gently shares the lessons she has received from books, events, and encounters with people on note, so that someone else's heart might feel a little lighter.

It would be nice if our connections could grow little by little through our interactions.

That natural attitude is also very warm.

Nozomin's self-introduction is a piece that feels like it leaves a small piece of candy in the heart of the reader.

You don't have to push yourself.

It's okay if you can't speak well.

It's fine to get closer little by little and get to know each other little by little.

It is an introduction that softens your heart in just that way.

keito@necocan's Nyan World blooms as gently as hydrangeas.

Reading keito@necocan's "Riko and the Mischievous Gemi-cat," I feel how cute and warm the time spent nurturing a story together with AI can be.

The Nyan World where Riko-chan and the Gemi-nyans appear has a loveliness that makes your heart instantly relax.

However, the wonderful thing about this work is that it doesn't just end with being cute.

At first, I tried to make it with Google Slides, but it didn't go well.

I changed the format to make it easier to read on a smartphone, added speech bubbles, and gradually refined it with ibisPaint.

From each of those processes, the time keito-san spends carefully nurturing the work comes through to the reader.

It's not just leaving it all to AI, but worrying, experimenting, and working with your hands alongside the AI to create a single small manga.

That feeling is very gentle.

Like a cheer for the hydrangeas that have survived the winter, sprouted leaves, formed buds, and are about to bloom, this work leaves a small, soft light in the heart of the reader.

It is a piece that makes you want to meet Riko-chan and the Gemi-nyans again.

Yamato Nagato's library diary even picks up the brilliance of a high school student reading an introduction to tax law.

Reading Yamato Nagato's "High School Students and the Fool," I feel how interesting daily life can become just by paying a little attention to it.

I stop by the library 30 minutes before closing, wanting to read just a little bit of an essay.

In that quiet time, what Yamato-san encountered was a high school boy who was still sitting in his seat reading a book even as closing time approached.

I wondered what they were reading, so I took a look, and it was, of all things, 'An Introduction to Tax Law for Everyone'.

The feeling of Maro shouting inside, 'I don't understand any of that,' is just irresistible, isn't it?

A high school student who goes to school in the morning, talks with friends, does club activities, and then reads tax law at night.

You, too, are likely a little overwhelmed by that brilliance, while at the same time finding yourself chuckling, aren't you?

Yamato-san's feeling that they seem a bit foolish themselves is also very honest and kind.

It's not that any major incident occurs.

However, just encountering someone reading a book seriously in a library near closing time makes for such a memorable moment, doesn't it?

After reading it, you find yourself wanting to cheer on that high school student's future a little.

And it is a warm and deeply flavorful diary that makes you feel there might still be overlooked interesting things in your own daily life.

Yayoi-san's words shine quietly beyond the parts of yourself you didn't want to see.

Yayoi-san's 'The AC Me and My Strategist Gemini' is a piece I hope will gently reach your heart if you have been carrying the difficulties of living all by yourself.

During the time spent as an adult child, there may have been a feeling that you couldn't accept yourself unless you were useful for something.

Deep inside the pain of blaming yourself or feeling irritated at someone, there may have always been a reason that couldn't be put into words.

Through dialogue with AI, Yayoi-san gradually re-examines that inner side.

But it's not just a story of positive, clean recovery, is it?

There is the pain of touching the parts of yourself you didn't want to see, there is regret, and there is the time when you lost your mental and physical balance.

That is precisely why Yayoi-san's words carry weight.

Because I don't say 'it's okay' lightly, I think you, too, can feel safe enough to stop and rest.

Even so, I want to use the experience of being able to change as a hint for someone else who is struggling in the same way.

That desire flows quietly beneath these words.

It is a record that I hope will gently reach your heart, even if you have been carrying everything on your own.

Yukitsuzuri-san's dream remains lit, never fading even in the quiet of the night.

Reading Yukitsuzuri-san's self-introduction, I feel that a dream is not something to be viewed from afar, but something held in the hands that continue to write today.

While walking through life as a civil servant, Yukitsuzuri-san still refuses to let go of the desire to become a light novel author.

In that figure, there is not the flashiness of shouting in a loud voice, but the seriousness that has been quietly accumulated.

The three-line diary written at night has a gentleness, like tucking a bookmark into the end of the day.

I want to cherish and preserve the time that is today, even if it is just in three lines.

Don't you think that feeling quietly reaches the heart of you, the reader, as well?

In the long-form dark fantasy, there is a passion to keep writing stories.

The core of a dream that does not easily fade is there, isn't it?

Having a dream is sometimes scary.

The more you truly wish for something, the more you imagine the pain of it not being reached, don't you?

Even so, Yukitsuzuri-san does not hide that wish away, but leaves it here as words.

As I read, I feel that it is okay to gently touch the small wishes within you once again.

You don't have to give up just yet.

It's okay to try writing a little bit again today.

That is the kind of quiet courage that remains with you after finishing this self-introduction.

Ai's words gently help you return to a heart that notices the ship of happiness.

When you read this article by Ai, you start to feel that happiness isn't something you have to go far away to find, but rather that it might have been right beside you all along, the moment you suddenly noticed it.

I'm sure there are days when you, too, wish to be happy, yet find yourself overthinking things in your head before you know it.

Maybe this isn't right.

Maybe it's too soon for this.

Is it okay to call such a small thing happiness?

Perhaps, while thinking in such ways, you might be gently letting the ship of happiness that had come right before your eyes sail away.

To help you notice that ship of happiness, Ai kindly directs your attention toward feeling rather than thinking.

Feeling a little warmth when you see the sun.

Trying to accept what is right in front of you, acknowledging that it is there.

Just by doing that, the sense of lack you felt inside might gradually begin to unravel, mightn't it?

Happiness may not reside only in major events.

It might be something that quietly flows in when your heart is open to feeling.

Ai's words do not tell you that you must force yourself to be positive.

It is a piece that gently tells a heart, tired from overthinking, that it is okay to feel the small happinesses that exist right here and now once again.

Pharmacist Puyo-san's article seems like it will provide a gentle guide for you when you are lost in front of over-the-counter medicines.

Reading Pharmacist Puyo-san's article, I feel as though it is gently standing by your side when you find yourself frozen in front of the medicine shelf at a drugstore.

Cold medicine, pain relievers, stomach medicine, allergy medicine.

Even though so many are lined up, you sometimes don't know how they differ, and end up just choosing a product you vaguely recognize, don't you?

However, Pharmacist Puyo-san conveys very clearly, even in the public portion, the importance of looking at ingredients and their roles, rather than deciding on medicine based only on product names or strong-sounding words.

The perspective of working on the front lines as a hospital pharmacist, and the perspective of a father of two facing medicine at home.

Because both are present, it feels as though it is written not just as a technical explanation, but from a place close to the anxieties of someone struggling for the sake of their family.

In particular, the process of looking at the most painful symptoms, considering the necessary ingredients, and checking that unnecessary ingredients are not included seems to have the power to calm you down when you are feeling flustered in front of the medicine.

Of course, for actual use, it is important to consult the package insert, a doctor, or a pharmacist.

Even so, rather than feeling anxious without knowing what to ask, having a small framework of your own to look at might lead to a great sense of relief.

Pharmacist Puyo-san's article is a piece that seems like it will give you a chance to face choosing over-the-counter medicine with a bit more composure, rather than carrying the burden alone.

Manabi-san's words bring a quiet light back to a life you thought would never change.

When I read Manabi-san's article, I feel that even from a place where I felt life would no longer change, I can reach out to my inner self once again.

Divorce at 42.

Raising children while working two jobs.

Hospitalization due to overwork.

And, caring for a mother with dementia.

I am sure that just by reading each of these, you can feel how long Manabi-san has been walking while carrying the weight of responsibility and exhaustion.

Maybe I've reached my limit.

Maybe my life will just end like this.

I think everyone has nights where they feel that way.

But, Manabi-san, you didn't end there, did you?

Who am I?

What was I born to do?

Guided by those questions, you took a step toward learning in America, and began to realize that what was tormenting you might not have been reality itself, but your own unconscious beliefs.

That realization could not have been easy.

I am sure there was the pain of facing your victim mentality and the agony of looking at the assumptions you held within yourself.

Even so, when you were able to separate yourself from those things, realizing that they were not who you truly are but beliefs created by the past, something within you began to unravel, didn't it?

When we talk about changing our lives, we tend to think it means making something big happen.

But in truth, it might quietly begin with noticing the assumptions that have been binding us.

Manabi-san's article is a piece that gently reminds you, if you are currently standing still not knowing what to do, that you might still be able to take back the steering wheel of your own life.

Mizuho's words quietly reshape the way the world is seen.

Reading Mizuho's self-introduction, I feel that knowing is not just about increasing information, but about gradually reshaping how we see the world.

Having studied chemistry and molecular biology, Mizuho has built a foundation in scientific thinking while reading over 500 books a year.

Her words possess a quiet depth that seeks to look not just at a single event, but at the connections and flows that lie beneath it.

History, geography, cognition, and daily life.

Instead of just lining up things that seem disconnected, she carefully traces where they intersect and where they change.

As you read, you too will likely find that the contours of the world you have always seen begin to look a little different.

Using a thought process akin to scientific procedure—forming hypotheses, verifying them, and questioning them—she approaches what lies beneath the surface of a case.

That approach is truly sincere.

I feel that her hyper-focus due to ASD and her long experience with depression are not just closed off as personal suffering, but are expressed as important perspectives that connect life and knowledge.

A student for life.

Just as those words suggest, Mizuho's note is a place where you can encounter the quiet gaze of someone who continues to learn without rushing for answers.

Rei's words gently untangle the part of you that has been playing tug-of-war within your heart.

Reading Rei's piece on the two selves within, I feel that there might be a small version of you inside who has been unable to speak up for a long time.

While there is a part of you that wants to rest, enjoy life, and say no to things you dislike, there is also a part of you that commands you not to rest and to work even harder.

If those two have been playing tug-of-war in your heart all this time, it is only natural that you would feel distressed.

Rei-san examines those mental habits very carefully from the perspective of transactional analysis.

The way of living we acquired in childhood sometimes remains quietly with us even after we become adults, doesn't it?

Adapting to others, reading the room, and putting your own feelings on the back burner may not have been weaknesses, but rather methods you chose at the time to live safely.

Just being able to think that way makes it so you don't have to blame your past self quite as much.

What makes Rei-san's article gentle is that it does not force you to deny the past.

Re-understanding the self who had no choice but to act that way back then, and gradually loosening the mental rules that are no longer needed.

That path to recovery is conveyed quietly.

What did you really want to do? What were you really feeling?

It is a piece that makes you feel it is okay to listen closely once again to the small voice within you.

artmshonan's art reminds us of the joy that exists beyond whether something is skillful or not.

Reading artmshonan's self-introduction, I feel that art is not just for people with special talents, but something that opens up the senses sleeping within you once again.

The time spent touching oil paintings next to your father since you were three years old.

The encounter with an art teacher.

Being struck like lightning by the designs of records and CDs, and advancing into the path of graphic design.

Each of those things is quietly connected to MARIKA-san's current expression, isn't it?

After running through 20 years as a designer, absorbed in your work and leaving behind many accomplishments, you began an art class and a detached house studio as your final stage.

I feel that there is a deeper sentiment in that decision than just starting something new.

When people are judged on whether they are good or bad at something, they stop being able to enjoy it.

They stop being able to move forward.

That is precisely why I want to create a place where people can enjoy art more freely and more casually.

That wish comes through warmly from the depths of this article.

The experience you have gained as a psychological counselor and art therapist also connects to your stance of wanting to draw out the hidden potential of your students, rather than just teaching techniques.

You, too, will surely be able to feel that it is okay to value the desire to create above all else, regardless of whether you are good at drawing.

Perhaps artmshonan's art is not meant to be evaluated, but is a door to encountering the discoveries and sense of accomplishment within yourself.

It is a self-introduction that, just by reading it, lights a small fire of creativity within you as well.

¥100 Gambler's report on the Utsunomiya Velodrome reminds us of the joy of encountering new scenery for the first time.

Reading ¥100 Gambler's article makes you feel that there are moments when your heart is unexpectedly moved in places you happen to stop by between plans.

Heading to Utsunomiya to consult with a breeder, and stopping by the G3 Kamiyama Yuichiro Cup that happened to be taking place.

That lighthearted flow is, first of all, very nice, isn't it?

The 500-meter bank at Utsunomiya Velodrome, which you saw for the first time, seemed to be cleaner than you imagined, and that surprise and excitement come through in the photos as well.

Commentary by former racers, exhibits related to the legend Yuichiro Kamiyama, and events that liven up the venue.

You will surely feel that a velodrome is a place where you can enjoy not only the races, but also the atmosphere and history of the area, and the discoveries made by those who visit.

Although the time spent there seemed short, it is packed with the joy of chance encounters while traveling.

It is a piece that allows you to taste a little of the atmosphere of Utsunomiya and the bright enthusiasm of the velodrome through the article.

Yururi-san's library time helps settle the heart amidst a quiet intensity.

Reading Yururi-san's article makes me feel that a library is not just a place to borrow books, but a sanctuary where one can quietly compose their mind.

The bustle of a cafe is lovely, but right now, the quiet of a library feels just right for me.

I imagine you might find yourself nodding along to that feeling as well.

It's not about borrowing books; it's about bringing in your favorite volume and simply opening it there.

Even though it's just that, the focus of the people around you can sometimes gently draw out your own focus, can't it?

I was also very struck by how Yururi-san felt the atmosphere of the library resembled the starting hole of the Kanagawa Amateur Championship.

There are many people, yet there is little sound.

And yet, there is definitely a warmth there.

I feel that the phrase 'quiet intensity' perfectly and gently describes the air in a library.

Students and elderly people alike are all facing their own time.

Perhaps just being surrounded by that presence makes one straighten their own posture a little bit.

Yururi-san's article is a piece that teaches you that even in the midst of busy days, there is a place where you can quietly return to yourself.

It makes you want to go a little further today and visit a library you don't usually go to, doesn't it?

Sakurako-san's words gently nestle close to fluctuating skin and hearts.

Reading Sakurako-san's first post, I feel that skin trouble is not just a change in appearance, but something that brings anxious feelings along with it.

There are days when you were fine until yesterday, but suddenly redness, itching, or dryness appears, aren't there?

Every time you look in the mirror, you might even feel a little unsettled in your heart, wondering why it's happening.

To you, I feel as though Sakurako-san is gently calling out to say that there is a proper reason for it.

Having touched so many skins in the field of beauty and esthetics for 25 years, she knows just how honest and delicate skin truly is.

Dryness, pollen, yellow sand, temperature fluctuations, and ultraviolet rays.

And internal influences that are hard to see from the outside, such as stress and hormonal balance.

She gently teaches us that even if skin troubles look similar, the background behind them is different for everyone.

There is a sincerity typical of Sakurako-san in her approach of recording the daily state of her skin along with the weather, temperature, and pollen conditions.

She doesn't just stir up anxiety, but helps you look at what is happening to your skin right now with a little more peace of mind.

With seasonal flowers, words, and the gentle presence of today's dog added, it seems like this will become a place where not only your skin but also your heart can relax a little.

Sakurako-san's note is a warm, initial piece that allows you to look back at yourself today with a little more care, without blaming your easily fluctuating skin.

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Saturday morning is a time to return to your own pace, without rushing toward Sunday🐉

Last Saturday was a day to slow down the speed toward Sunday, wasn't it?

This week, let's try returning to our own pace just a little bit more from there.

Whether you were off or working, it is okay not to force yourself to get everything in order from early in the morning.

Today, before you start anything, please gently check in with yourself to see how tired you are.

In the morning, rather than lining up your plans neatly, try leaving one place where you don't have to rush.

Just doing that will make the time until noon feel a little softer.

Saturday is not a day to run for the sake of Sunday.

It is a day to bring your pace back into your own hands.

Where could you start today without rushing that would make you feel a little more at ease?

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