Everything I see is thoroughly autumnal, yet I'm still running around in short sleeves and shorts. Right now feels just perfect, so I wish the temperature would stay exactly the same while the scenery kept changing.

I went to the hospital for an asthma checkup. The doctor was surprised that my pulse was low. That's because I've been running.

There are stars, planets, and satellites. I think people are like stars, planets, or satellites too. Just as a planet cannot become a star, one's innate nature is difficult to change.

It's gotten cooler, and it's been raining, so my jeans haven't dried and have been hanging out to dry for a week.

About 40 people are waiting for their four-leaf clover shipments. I'll send them out within this month. The season is long over, but I have about 100 in stock, so they should last until next spring.

I tried out a speaker cleaner video I found on TikTok. And my cat froze.

Watching the rice harvest reminded me of the time I got drunk and shaved my head into a mohawk. Both my parents' families were rice farmers, so maybe the urge to shave my head with clippers even now comes from the farming blood running through my veins.

I have been abstaining from alcohol for three months without being strict about it.

Many people know that the Earth is round, but few truly understand it in a practical sense. There's a world of difference between merely knowing something and truly understanding it.

October 2nd is our third “Sanma Day.” I forgot to buy a large plate.

Even when we talk about “keeping your feet on the ground,” if you look at it in detail, it's a collection of various methodologies—like how your legs are positioned or where your center of gravity lies. You can't keep your feet on the ground with just a vague image.

A fake account impersonating me is running an investment scam on Instagram. Please be cautious.

NHK dramas are so well-made that they're interfering with my work.

My gradual alcohol reduction reached 70% this month, meeting my goal. When I quit smoking, I stopped completely the moment I decided to quit. With alcohol, however, I'm using a completely different approach to cut back. Figuring out the method is enjoyable.

My cat still doesn't fully trust me.

I often see a guy who's always wandering around the neighborhood. Which means I'm also a guy who's always wandering around the neighborhood.

I carefully examine my cat's anal glands.

Thank you for the many orders already placed for “Two Years of Cat and Human.”

The temperature has dropped, but inside my body, I'm burning up. Is this the lingering heat of summer?

When I watched the movie My Neighbor Totoro, I imagined how nice it would feel to snuggle up to such a big, fluffy creature. Though my cat is small, it gives me almost the same feeling.

I've lived with my cat for two years. We've been through a lot. A lot, a lot. What happened? So I'm compiling it all into a book.

Happy 2nd Anniversary. #catandhuman Day 1 and Day 732

It's been exactly two years since I started living with my cat. If I hadn't been living with him, who knows where I'd be or what I'd be doing right now. Picking up that cat might have been what saved my life.

I tried to put on a brand-new T-shirt while still wearing my glasses, and it ripped.

By evening, I could stroll outside without breaking a sweat. I've been drinking less beer this summer, but once it gets cold, I wonder if I'll start craving hot sake again.

I always feel like going to the bathroom when I ride the train. I want a transfer app for that.

The end of every month is always hectic. I still can't accurately estimate how much work I can handle.

As the morning grows cold, my cat comes to my lap. If the Earth were to end now, we would become strange fossils.

As the weather cools, my cat slowly creeps closer. This morning, for the first time in half a year, he slept between my legs. The seasons are changing properly.

I always yawn when I lift weights. Is it because my muscles are stealing all the oxygen?

Since my name starts with “C” for “copsi,” I often wear a Chicago Bears cap. I've never actually seen a game, though. I sometimes feel that the first letter of someone's name links to their image. Maybe people's personalities can be categorized into the 26 letters of the alphabet.

I've become less tolerant of alcohol, but I can drink plenty of beer outdoors.

Today is my day off. Since I won't be running a caricature booth this year, I'll just relax as a spectator, sipping beer.

The broken attachment from my hair clipper stuck in my head and hurt. I found out I could buy them cheaply, so I bought two. I'll probably break them again.

A true hero may not be someone who helps you directly, but rather someone whose very existence makes you think, “Thanks to them, I'll try to live one more day.”

I made a TikTok account. Almost all the videos that show up in my “Recommend” feed are ear cleaning videos.

“Fall in line” or “Attention!”—I remember being ordered around pretty roughly at school. I hated being told what to do, was a bit odd, and never paid attention as a kid, so that's why I turned out like this as an adult.

My cat walks between my legs seeking grooming.

Come evening, the crows return to their roosts. Though black in body, they always clock out on time. It seems many young people these days refuse overtime and leave promptly at closing time—which seems only natural to me.Those who find this odd should first take a good look at their own work habits.

My oden life has spanned 20 months. I skewer chicken and pork and simmer them.

My phone's storage is almost full. It's because the cat arrived and I ended up taking way more photos than I expected. It's a hassle to sort through everything mixed in with photos transferred from my old phone and work data, but I don't want to leave this kind of thing to AI.

I bought beer and wine, but before I knew it, I was drinking green tea and eating karinto.

I bought beer and wine, but before I knew it, I was drinking green tea and eating karinto.

Four years ago, my first-ever solo exhibition during the pandemic opened on Respect for the Aged Day, inspired by the theme “Good Old Man.” If you want to know why I draw old men every day, please dig through my past articles. note.com/ncopsi/n/n8b...

It's still hot, but I deliberately ate kimchi hot pot. I managed to eat it without alcohol.

No matter how far you run, no matter how high you climb, you always end up back where you started. No matter how much money you earn, no matter how much fame you gain, in the end you must let go of it all. Perhaps life is meant to be enjoyed like a swing, going back and forth.

I bought a Japanese sweet called monaka while jogging. It was the type where I put the red bean paste filling inside myself.

Some people say they'll never use sine, cosine, or tangent. Those who do use them probably can't believe anyone could live without knowing that these functions are used in everything in the world. That's what knowing is like.

My presbyopia is worse with contact lenses than with glasses.

I used to think drinking was my identity, but as long as I entrust my identity to what I consume or own, I'm surely nothing but a mere consumer. Just as my cat is himself, I too want to be myself.