Little words, big words

I know my ramblings have become shorter and more sporadic.
Words no longer flow like they did.
Although the heart and mind are active, my fingers and efforts are almost sloth-like.

I picked up Muraki's (relatively) new book 2 nights ago - Kafka On Shore. I procrastinated for a few months but I finally bought it at Borders. I am hoping it will reignite my lost passion for reading, for words and for writing.

I miss reading. I love how words are strung together and when partnered with an imagination. The story is weaved into animation, my animation.
But ask me in 2 month's time what it the book was about; I won't have a clue and I won't know where to start.

This sunday's a BBQ at mine. Pop by if you're in the area.