"What I have written here is a message to myself. I toss it into the air like a boomerang. It slices through the dark, lays the little soul of some poor kangaroo out cold, and finally comes back to me.
But the boomerang that returns is not the same one I threw.
Boomerang, boomerang."
- Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
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Maybe this doesn't work as well out of context as I thought it would.
But I really liked this passage.
Could you explain the context?
Haha, not really.
The character who wrote it uses writing to help her understand her own life. It's sort-of like a diary, except written as an exploration rather than a log of events.
What I quoted are the last lines from one of her entries.
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