Reading Murakami. Listening Nathan Johnson.

“Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who’s in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It’s like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven’t seen in a long time. It’s just a natural feeling…” Kafka on the Shore/Umibe no Kafuka

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