why oh why?...

(so convoluted?...)










“Our lives are like a complex musical score. Filled with all sorts of cryptic writing, sixteenth and thirty-second notes and other strange signs. It's next to impossible to correctly interpret these, and even if you could, and could then transpose them into the correct sounds, there's no guarantee that people would correctly understand, or appreciate, the meaning therein. No guarantee it would make people happy. Why must the workings of people's lives be so convoluted?” 
Haruki Murakami







(ta for visiting while am away...you know the score...am silent 'cos typing in the car...in the dark...by the canals...in this tiny netbook...ain't ideal!?...please understand?...)

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