Maybe there was more I wanted to read...but yet I was content, content about the friends who were made in the process of losing love, about the relationships that were simple despite the complications in trying to describe the nature of it. How we wish life was always simple, and yet it is complicated only in our head! #Murakami, you have detangled so much inside me, and yet left a itch...I would never forget even a fragment of this piece!

Its basically impossible for everybody's justice to prevail or everybody's happiness to triumph, so chaos takes over. And then what do you think happens? Simple- God appears at the end and starts directing the traffic!!

The more the memories of Naoko inside me fade, the more deeply I am able to understand her. I know, too, why she asked me not to forget her.