What I’ve written here is a message to myself. I toss it into the airlike a boomerang. It slices through the dark, lays the little soul ofsome poor kangaroo out cold, and finally comes back to me.But the boomerang that returns is not the same one I threw.Boomerang, boomerang.

-Haruki Murakami

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