17:43 insects

i had a dream last night.

there were all these bugs.

and i kept stabbing them.

but more would come. and more. and more.

it was terrifying.

and then all of a sudden i woke up.

i had a weird insect bite.

on my finger.

and then all of sudden.

i felt like listening to these songs

13:44 mono no aware.

translated literally.

"the pathos of things"

empathy. transience. bittersweet sadness.

all in self-reflection.

murakami epitomized this sensibility better than anyone.