365 Grateful Project_Day 68

Weird weather lately. The provincial girl in me is still trying to reconcile the early playing of Christmas songs in commercial establishments while the weather outside is still scorching.

I have been addicting myself lately with Murakami. After several months of restraint I am back in his arms and wallowing this phase of confusion. Not a good thing, I guess. Murakami speaks to me, stabbing me straight on and I am a consenting prey.