I do feel that I’ve managed to make something I could maybe call my own world…over time…little by little. And when I’m inside it, to some extent, I feel kind of relieved. But the very fact I felt I had to make such a world probably means that I’m a weak person, that I bruise easily, don’t you think?
— Mari (Haruki Murakami’s After Dark) (via wordsinthesky) (via yeahharukimurakami)
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