Tuesday, September 27, 2011

I'm sorry for not doing anything for you.
I'm sorry because I couldn't forget you.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Wondering what sort of view I have to see almost everyday?

Why, yes. My new faculty is across the meadows yonder.

And yes. That is a cattle grazing field.

For one to sacrifice everything for somebody else.

Where does so much even come from?

“I want you always to remember me.

Will you remember that I existed, and that

I stood next to you here like this?”

— Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami