book of the psychedelic

i feel like kafka on the shore by murakami is best paired with broke for free- especially when kafka describes his commute. god, i wish i was kafka. i would totally do oshima.

book of the clueless

all i have been doing in this jobless, school-less state is either rot at home, or dress up and get ready for nothing and just wander around the neighbourhood mall and take long walks. 

and all i see around me are people getting hell at their retail/service jobs and workers, sales assistants, baristas draining every ounce of energy that they have. 

hah i dont know anymore