Blind willow, sleeping woman

Today I decided to stay home and abort the idea of swimming. 'Forget about it,' the voice inside my head said.. 'It's too hot outside, you might get a heatstroke before getting into the pool..' And my headache began to throb deeply, like an irregular rhythm of an awkward person knocking on my heavy, rosewood door knock, knock... knock..knock, knock. knock, knock, knock...

So I turn on the air-conditioner and the table lamp in my study room, sat down politely by my desk and continue my new Murakami book. Just a few minutes into the book, I was drawn into the ingenious work of art. Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman this is one book I will definitely recommend to all my novel loving friends.

I am now at chapter 5, and now it is time to put my beloved book down. Essay beckons. The horror awaits. My prediction? Sleep is not possible tonight.

With love,
nn