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Dreams Last Night

1. I had a dream that we were putting on space suits and hazmat suits as disguises to sneak into my sister's work to see the President. We got into the elevator with Michelle and Barack Obama and all their secret service. But then my sister's boss was coming, we were worried she'd get in trouble and get fired. But he got into the elevator with two shaved-head lesbians. 
2. We were pushing a big wooden boat (not a gondola) with a big stick when suddenly there was no more water for our boat to float on. We decided we could still float on over the grass, so we did. Standing in this boat, gliding through grass like water. When we came upon a cliff. There were bridges made from tied together cobblestones. A man urged us to get onto another large cobblestone so we could slide over the bridges. We were supposed to gain enough momentum on the downwards part of the hyperbolic bridge to push ourselves up the second half. We watched as the cobblestones swayed in the wind, dangerously daring us to play.
3. As part of a gameshow or possibly just an ordinary game, all sorts of couples were drinking. It was the night before our wedding and we were trying to win something extra for our wedding, like those weird game shows. Instead I ended up getting shit-faced down on the ground drunk drunk drunk. I kept telling everyone that I had a BAC of .14 which is almost twice the legal limit to drive. Our parents came to pick us up like kids, and loaded everyone up into mini-vans. Before getting in I covered my eyes and spun in a circle, my finger outstretched, insisting that I could guess which car I was supposed to get into. I opened my eyes, astoundingly I had picked the right one. Everyone cheered and clapped for me.

Norwegian Wood

Officially one of my new favorite books.

It was sad and beautiful and absolutely captivating.

There was a light, airiness to it's sadness, a slow, gentle feeling that starts from the very bottom.

It felt like the real possibility of life.

I've read another of Murakami's books and I was relatively unimpressed. I didn't like the characters, wasn't drawn into the story, and I didn't buy the ideas.

I am SO glad I gave this writer another chance and read this book.

I've heard one of those dumb cliche-y quotes that you know its a good book because by the end, you feel like you've gained a new friend. For me, if I've really enjoyed a book, I find myself inconsolably sad that it's over. It's a wonderful experience that is done.

Sitting here in a cafe, with cheesy morning talk radio playing, and old people laughing over coffee in the background, I mourn the end of my book, and begrudge to start a new one. Begrudge stepping into a whole other world.
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Is there any other way to live?

"If I relaxed my body now, I'd fall apart. I've always lived like this, and it's the only way I know how to go on living. If I relaxed for a second, I'd never find my way back. I'd go to pieces, and the pieces would be blown away. Why can't you see that?" -Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
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TODAY IS PENELOPE'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!