roberto September 4, 2014 at 15:44

You know those moments when your only desire is to put you under the covers with a cup of hot tea in hand, perhaps with a little honey, and simply just cross to forget about the world as it descends in the evening? Here, there are moments when this desire becomes almost a physical bowl of candy need and, sometimes, even mental need a companion and, above all, a little peace for his mind, for their concerns, for all those chaotic thoughts that do not know how to find the way out. Often, in these moments, I feel the need to read a Haruki Murakami, one of those stories where dreams and reality intertwine (the apex it Sputnik Sweetheart), one of those stories where solitude and reflection (South of border, west of the sun) will try and chase leaving the reader full of words and definitely less scared. bowl of candy
It took time, - said then - but gradually I built a kind of my world, I am convinced of this. When I am alone in my world that, to a certain extent I feel peaceful. But the very fact that it was necessary to build me this world is proof that I was a weak person, that I was hurt easily. Also this world, seen from the rest of society, is something insufficient, precarious. As a cardboard house, which at the first gust of wind is blown away ..
After Dark says everything and nothing. Tells the fears, tells of those nights when you can not sleep and you exit from your home and from your body to try a little comfort. After Dark is all that can happen in one night, as in the Before bowl of candy Sunset that if you have not seen you have to immediately recover, a boy and a girl who meet for the first time during a train journey bowl of candy and begin to talk about themselves as never before that time. After Dark are stories that touch, thoughts and characters are scattered among the pages with their fears do you encourage one another to try to overcome the obstacles that life has well thought to ask. And from a simple conversation can arise existential dilemmas, reflections that only thanks to a new party, met by chance, can be created in your mind and make you think about how things have changed over time.
- I wonder why we all end up with the lead separate lives .. - then says - Take two of you, for example, you were born of the same parents, you grew up in the same house, you're both girls: how come you have developed two completely different personalities? There was a time when your streets bowl of candy are divided?
Again Haruki Murakami overwhelms you, slowly drags you into its vortex fact of reality and fantasy leaving bowl of candy you love every single page, every sentence, bowl of candy every punctuation mark and all those musical bowl of candy references that believe me, go listen to while reading to taste the most of every single paragraph. Because the night, then, is basically designed for the deepest thoughts, those with the daylight does not accept, the ones in front of the sun and the daily facts you try to hide in the closet. A wardrobe that then, at night, opens to fill the room with traces of the past.
The new day is coming, but the old one is still dragging its heavy rim. As the water of the rivers estuary when fighting against bowl of candy the force of the sea, time and time again old collide, mingle. Takahashi also can not figure out which of the two dimensions are now the center of gravity
roberto September 4, 2014 at 15:44
It 's weird how Murakami is appreciated or not. In the most total. bowl of candy I think depends on how it is understood. bowl of candy At the bottom of the line joining two points is not necessarily always the shortest.
Murakami dream, raw Murakami, Murakami muffled, tragic Murakami, Murakami all, murakami nothing. Author of a thousand faces and a thousand feelings, not only communicated by the stories, but also felt by readers. Can be loved and hated by a same player, due to the same book. This means, in my opinion, being able to move the soul.
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