These days I just canāt seem to say what I mean. I just canāt. Every time I try to say something, it misses the point. Either that or I end up saying the opposite of what I mean. The more I try to get it right the more mixed up it gets. Sometimes I canāt even remember what I was trying to say in the first place. Itās like my bodyās split in two and one of me is chasing the other me around a big pillar. Weāre running circles around it. The other me has the right words, but I can never catch her.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via durianquotes)














