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murakami, haruki - Norwegian wood

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even noticed that my hairstyle had changed, did you? I've been<br />

working on it forever, trying to grow it out, and finally, at the end of<br />

last week, I managed to get it into a style you could actually call<br />

girlish, but you never even noticed. It was looking pretty good, so I<br />

thought I'd give you a little shock when you saw me for the first time<br />

after so long, but it didn't even register with you. Don't you think that's<br />

awful? I bet you can't even remember what I was wearing today. Hey,<br />

I'm a girl! So what if you've got something on your mind? You can<br />

spare me one decent look! All you had to say was "Cute hair", and I<br />

would have been able to forgive you for being sunk in a million<br />

thoughts, but no!<br />

Which is why I'm going to tell you a lie. It's not true that I have to<br />

meet my sister at the Ginza. I was planning to spend the night at your<br />

place. I even brought my pyjamas with me. It's true. I've got my<br />

pyjamas and a toothbrush in my bag. I'm such an idiot! I mean, you<br />

never even invited me over to see your new place. Oh well, what the<br />

hell, you obviously want to be alone, so I'll leave you alone. Go ahead<br />

and think away to your heart's content!<br />

But don't get me wrong. I'm not totally mad at you. I'm just sad. You<br />

were so nice to me when I was having my problems, but now that<br />

you're having yours, it seems there's not a thing I can do for you.<br />

You're all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try<br />

knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go<br />

right back inside.<br />

So now I see you coming back with our drinks - walking and thinking.<br />

I was hoping you'd trip, but you didn't. Now you're sitting next to me<br />

drinking your Coke. I was holding out one last hope that you'd notice<br />

and say "Hey, your hair's changed!" but no. If you had, I would have<br />

torn up this letter and said: "Let's go to your place. I'll make you a nice<br />

dinner. And afterwards we can go to bed and cuddle." But you're<br />

about as sensitive as a steel plate. Goodbye.<br />

PS. Please don't talk to me next time we meet.<br />

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