the new flat is so sunny that i may have to start wearing sunglasses at home. no, we still don't have any curtains. change of space, new furniture, new sounds, new smells: the cat hates it! is life all about perception? i mean, one minute you know that you are on top of everything, and the next, you just cannot even move.

murakami's the wind-up bird chronicle is simply amazing, by the way.

hello.