aaargghhhhhhhh. my ipod decided to up and die on me. fuck. i am highly annoyed. 
i walked home alone with you. 3:43 pm

  i tried to go to sleep at 11 because i was dead tired but i just couldn't. and so now i'm watching lost in translation with the volume off. i'm going to try to sleep again. bye. 
i walked home alone with you. 1:29 am

  cannot sleep = finish book in one sitting. one very satisfying sitting. murakami is just brilliant i tell you. from the wind-up bird chronicle: (these aren't the essence of the book, just bits that i liked.)

this was very different from the image of home that i had imagined vaguely for myself before marriage. but this was the home i had chosen. i had had a home, of course, when i was a child. but it was not one i had chosen for myself. i had been born into it, presented with it as an established fact. now, however, i lived in a world that i had chosen through an act of will. it was my home. it might not be perfect, but the fundamental stance i adopted with regard to my home was to accept it, problems and all, because it was something i myself had chosen. if it had problems, these were almost certainly problems that had originated within me.
-toru okada

"not once in my life have i managed to get something that i really wanted. not once. can you believe it? you can't understand what it's like to live like that. when you get used to that kind of life - of never having anything you want - then you stop knowing what it is that you want."
-kumiko okada

...(i) close my eyes, listening to the sound of my heart. there is no need for me to close my eyes, of course, down here in the darkness, but i do it anyway. closing the eyes has its own significance, in darkness or otherwise. i take several deep breaths, letting my body grow accustomed to this deep, dark, cylindrical space. the smell here is the same as always...the air smells exactly as it did when i first climbed down inside. down here there are no seasons. not even time exists.
-toru, in the well.

i think i need a well of my own too, where i can climb into when i need to take a minute. just don't let anyone take away the ladder.

i'd want a tower too, of course, because only having a well would mean that my life's shit all the time, and i wouldn't want that. yeah. a tower and a well. for those times in your life when you have to listen to the flow. 
i walked home alone with you. 5:31 am

  to self: oh crap la. stupid, stupid fuck. what have you gotten yourself into now, you moron. 
i walked home alone with you. 1:42 am