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The reason why I write these words is, firstly, because I am currently writing my first novel in my life. There was a lot of suffering in this process, and I was often upset and even had some signs of insomnia. This is always not a good thing for me. Therefore, writing these few words to comfort myself can be regarded as a kind of stress relief.
Recently, the single Five Hundred Miles has been playing on loop. I can't say why I like some songs, it's probably just because during this period it opened a certain point in me, or a box of memory, and thus brought me out of control into those long-lasting and heavy memories. It's like, whenever I recall the past, Murakami Muraki (Norwegian Forest) is indispensable. This book has influenced my entire youth, and to this day, I still carry it with me all the time. Whenever I am interested or bored, I will always open a page at random and read it again and again in no order. Those lead-stained words have accompanied me throughout my youth. To this day, I can always think of the girl who gave me this book, her smoking, disdain, and angry youth. But in the end, I forgot her appearance.