My peak? Would I even have one? I hardly had had anything you could call a life. A few ripples, some rises and falls. But that's it. Almost nothing. Nothing born of nothing. I'd loved and been loved, but I had nothing to show. It was a singularly plain, featureless landscape. I felt like I was in a video game. A surrogate Pacman, crunching blindly through a labyrinth of dotted lines. The only certainty was my death.
Haruki MurakamiWhat a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.
Haruki Murakami..finally he was just another ant, working and working until he died without meaning.
Haruki Murakami