This messed me up today.
I mean I re-read it today.
It was a tweet from Haruki Murakami a few days back. And it keeps getting intense for me.
“It’s all so strange. It’s like nothing ever really happened. No, it happened, only it’s gone. Taking it hard? I shook my head. Things that come out of nowhere, go back to nowhere, that’s all. The thing we had shared was nothing more than a fragment of time that had died long ago.”