Dive at 2:00 a.m. - September 24,2025

[Posted： 2025/09/24]

2AM Brain Dump by Kazuhiro Tanaka

Today's Topic (Sept. 24, 2025, 2:00 AM): “Late-Night Anxiety”

It's 2AM.

My brain's revved up to max ridiculousness,

and what popped into my head at this ungodly hour,

I, Kazuhiro Tanaka (age 48, legally responsible adult),

will now document in cold blood.

Even if it's embarrassing. No shame. No regrets. LET'S GO.

Despite being a grown-ass man who regularly blasts out nonsense at 2AM like this,

yes?I still get anxious sometimes.

Back in my teens,

I used to freak out about whether I'd ever experience “normal” stuff?

like falling in love, getting married, owning a home.

You know, the “default life package.”

Then in my late teens to mid-twenties,

I was sweating bullets wondering if I'd ever make it as a creator.

Could I actually publish something? Go pro? Be seen?

From my late twenties into my forties,

money anxiety basically became my full-time roommate.

Now I'm in my forties,

which the wise call “the age of doubtless clarity”…

but spoiler: it's not.

Instead of clarity, I've got:

aching joints

declining vision

and the creeping dread that everything is slightly falling apart.

Honestly, I kinda get why Ryunosuke Akutagawa talked about having this "vague anxiety" before he died.

It's a thing.

But you know what?

I've discovered a powerful, foolproof weapon to defeat this lurking anxiety:

Delicious food.

(Yeah, you heard me.)

When I think about food that slaps,

my anxiety gets yeeted out the window,

and my soul transcends into a state of high-energy snack Nirvana.

That's why it's crucial?I repeat, CRUCIAL?

to have something tasty waiting for me in the morning.

Like a killer sweet bun.

If no sweet bun, then at least something good to slather on white bread.

Jam. Pizza sauce. Sweet bean paste. I'm not picky.

I'm a bread guy, okay?

Also, I gotta give a shout-out to my MVP nightcap:

PILKUL.

Not gonna lie?

I do care about health…

but that's not the point here.

The point is:

PILKUL is freakin' delicious.

It smells like victory and tastes like peace.

It soothes my nerves and slaps my brain into a better mood.

Forget alcohol.

Late-night anxiety bows before PILKUL.