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murakami, haruki - Norwegian wood

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this time I am very, very calm. Clean air, a quiet world cut off from<br />

the outside, a daily schedule for living, regular exercise: those are<br />

what I needed, it seems. How wonderful it is to be able to write<br />

someone a letter! To feel like conveying your thoughts to a person, to<br />

sit at your desk and pick up a pen, to put your thoughts into words like<br />

this is truly marvellous. Of course, once I do put them into words, I<br />

find I can only express a fraction of what I want to say, but that's all<br />

right. I'm happy just to be able to feel I want to write to someone. And<br />

so I am writing to you. It's 7.30 in the evening, I've had my dinner and<br />

I've just finished my bath. The place is silent, and it's pitch black<br />

outside. I can't see a single light through the window. I usually have a<br />

clear view of the stars from here, but not today, with the clouds.<br />

Everyone here knows a lot about the stars, and they tell me "That's<br />

Virgo" or "That's Sagittarius". They probably learn whether they want<br />

to or not because there's nothing to do here once the sun goes down.<br />

Which is also why they know so much about birds and flowers and<br />

insects. Speaking to them, I realize how ignorant I was about such<br />

things, which is kind of nice.<br />

There are about 70 people living here. In addition, the staff (doctors,<br />

nurses, office staff, etc.) come to just over 20. It's such a wide-open<br />

place, these are not big numbers at all. Far from it: it might be more<br />

accurate to say the place is on the empty side. It's big and filled with<br />

nature and everybody lives quietly - so quietly you sometimes feel<br />

that this is the normal, real world, which of course it's not. We can<br />

have it this way because we live here under certain preconditions.<br />

I play tennis and basketball. Basketball teams are made up of both<br />

staff and (I hate the word, but there's no way around it) patients. When<br />

I'm absorbed in a game, though, I lose track of who are the patients<br />

and who are staff. This is kind of strange. I know this will sound<br />

strange, but when I look at the people around me during a game, they<br />

all look equally deformed.<br />

I said this one day to the doctor in charge of my case, and he told me<br />

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