"we are motionless"

I have not forgotten you

My dear blog of insanity, how I miss you so. Fear not little one, I have not forgotten you for a moment. Life has just had me momentarily detained. Unfortunately, that is all going to come to an end rather soon. The good and the bad.

As if the usual bout of unearthly existence isn't good enough, this summer has been mindblowingly surreal. The things I accomplished, the places I went and the people I have gotten to know. Words can't even begin to describe. I guess it's much like how the Miku concert was, on a grander scale.

I've spent a lot of this summer thinking about my future. About work, family and life in general. I guess it's natural given the circumstances of this whole internship ordeal. Sadly it has not made my view of the world any clearer then it was before. If anything, it seems to have muddled my thoughts to a point where I've lost the ability to properly articulate what I'm thinking. In retrospect I don't think I ever really had that ability in the first place. I most likely just deluded myself into thinking so. Haha.

But yes. I am beginning to ramble. I feel like I've been doing that a lot this summer. Perhaps even the last twenty two years of my life. Who knows. I swear I'm not crazy. Perhaps a bit tired though. I took a nap today though and I finished the Wind-Up Bird Chronicles. Maybe that's why. Hm.

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23 July 2011 8:06:00 PM





"this time is ours"
"Here's what I think, Mr. Wind-Up Bird," said May Kasahara. "Everybody's born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I'd really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. But I can't seem to do it. They just don't get it. Of course, the problem could be that I'm not explaining it very well, but I think it's because they're not listening very well. They pretend to be listening, but they're not, really. So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things."



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