Peace. Love. Happiness.

I feel the need to balance out my last post's title. If I die today what would I want to leave with you? That will be this title.

I finished Kafka on the Shore and liked it a lot. I join the general concensus that there is a feeling of something lost in translation. I find it (and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle) beautiful though, and Norwegian Wood is one of those "first" books (like Chabon's Mysteries of Pittsburgh) where an author writes something pure and simple (like a fluid line drawing). Everything that comes after has more complexity, more volume. I like those "firsts".