murakami didn’t cure my loneliness. he just made it feel honest.

I’ve never been good at making plans. Not because I’m busy — just because sometimes I don’t want to explain myself. When I read Norwegian Wood, I didn’t feel “seen.” That word gets thrown around too much. What I felt was... exposed. Like someone had opened the curtains on a part of me I didn’t realize I kept hidden. That line — “What happens when people open their hearts?” “They get better.” — I remember closing the book right after that. Not because I was done, but because I needed a moment to breathe. It’s not that Murakami makes me feel better. He just makes me feel more okay with feeling strange. #Entertainment #Books #LonelyWords #HarukiMurakami #QuietUnderstanding