Thursday, March 23, 2006

Boil 1.83

Okay, I thought, age thirty-four, square one. What do you do now? [...] All I had to do was take action, instead of putting it off and putting it off.

"So what do I have to do?"
"Dance," said the Sheep Man. "Yougottadance. Aslongasthemusicplays. Yougotta dance. Don'teventhinkwhy. Starttothink, yourfeetstop. Yourfeetstop, wegetstuck. Wegetstuck, you'restuck. Sodon'tpayanymind, nomatterhowdumb."
Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance, 15, 86


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