We can, if we so choose, wander aimlessly over the continent of the arbitrary. Rootless as some winged seed blown about on a serendipitous spring breeze.
Haruki MurakamiIโve never once thought about how I was going to die,โ she said. โI canโt think about it. I donโt even know how Iโm going to live.
Haruki MurakamiI think I'll stay alive here a bit longer, and see with my own eyes what's going to happen. I can still die after that - it won't be too late. Probably.
Haruki Murakami