My hobby is newspapers

When I was in elementary school, I didn’t read the newspaper after my father had read it, but instead I explored it.

I imitated Sherlock Holmes and once made a scrapbook of people’s pages.

I was there to discover the case.

The elementary school newspaper was serializing Shotaro Ishimori’s science fiction manga.

When I was in junior high school, I scrapped Asahi’s Tensei Jingo.

When my father was the Prime Minister’s attending physician, I first saw the Prime Minister’s daily coverage at the Prime Minister’s Office.

This is because my father’s name was written on it when he made house calls.

When I started working at the hospital, I looked at the death column.

I was checking to see what kind of illness famous people had and in which hospital they died.

So, I don’t have much to say.

There were times when ministers who wanted to keep their names hidden were secretly admitted to the emergency hospital in Ginza.

In retrospect, he may have been running away from the prosecutor’s office.

Anyway, I have a habit of reading the newspaper every morning.

I think that most people who read newspapers these days are elderly people.

In this diary, I read the newspaper distributed online at 2:30 in the morning on my iPad, and then I write about what I think about articles that interest me.

They are suggesting to the staff what is involved in medical welfare work.

The reason I’m writing this is because today is a holiday.

I think they took into account printing and delivery.

However, considering that there is no time off from TV, radio, the internet, or convenience stores, it is possible to not take a day off.

The fact that newspapers can be closed means that the day can start even if there is no newspaper.

That’s horrible.

No one complains or complains.

Will newspapers eventually disappear?

Indeed, there was a time when I would leisurely read the newspaper in the bath on my days off.

Now, in the bath, I watch the news on the LCD TV.

On days without newspapers, I feel confused at the start.

But on mornings like this, I think about things I don’t usually think about.

It’s lonely.

Pulse oximeter 97/98/98

Body temperature 36.7 Blood sugar 120

Quiet Morning Representative Yasunari Koyama


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