令和８年1月11日（日）
つらい夜だった 体調また悪くなった 咳が止まらず鼻水も止まらない 左足の指近くがいたくなった 足の痛みは姿勢を変えれば症状が軽くなるが歩くときに痛みが走る 年に一度は必ずいたくなる 去年までは右足だったが今年は左足だ これは何なのだろう？ 以前足がいたくなったときにたくさん薬をもらっていたから症状が続いたら飲むことにするが 風邪薬も飲んでいるから 二種類薬を飲むのはちょっといやだな
今日はゾロの日だ 覚えていたら後で時計でその時が来たら写真を撮ろう
今日は英語随分やった 面白いからだ やっぱり面白いと長くやるね それが自分の財産になっていくならめっちゃいいことだ これからはわからないことはすぐにチャットGPTに聞くことにする
一度知識が頭の中に入れば忘れてしまっても何かのきっかけで思い出すことがあるだろうから
今日の絵
The Lantern of Whispers
On a foggy evening in the quaint harbor town of Eldermist, a young girl named Liora wandered along the cobblestone pier. The mist clung to the old lanterns, casting ethereal shadows that danced like phantoms on the wooden planks.
Liora had always been fascinated by the enigmatic stories her grandmother told about the sea. Tales of invisible currents that carried whispers from distant lands, and of lanterns that glimmered with secrets no one dared speak aloud.
As she approached the oldest lighthouse, a sudden chill made her shiver. She noticed a solitary lantern flickering faintly at the edge of the pier. Its light seemed to beckon her, inviting her closer. Curiosity outweighed fear, and she stepped forward cautiously, her heart pounding with both trepidation and excitement.
When she reached the lantern, she found a tiny, folded note tied to its handle. The words were almost illegible, written in hurried, delicate script: “Seek the tide when the moon whispers, and you shall find what your heart desires.” Confused but intrigued, Liora pocketed the note and stared at the dark, restless sea.
The next night, guided by the lunar light, she returned to the pier. The sea seemed to murmur, its waves forming patterns only she could perceive. As the moonlight touched the water, a small boat emerged from the mist, carrying a chest covered in barnacles. Liora’s hands trembled as she lifted the lid to reveal a collection of aged maps and journals, each containing stories of adventures long forgotten.
She realized then that the lantern wasn’t just a lamp; it was a conduit for dreams, connecting those brave enough to seek with the forgotten wonders of the world. Smiling, she tucked the maps into her coat, knowing that the stories she would write from now on might one day guide another curious soul.
And as the dawn broke, the fog dissipated, leaving the lantern’s soft glow as a silent witness to a new chapter beginning in Eldermist.