I think perhaps the fact that I’m reading Murakami has somehow seeped through my skin and plastered itself across my chest, inviting weird things to happen. Or perhaps, it's because Murakami is currently framing my reality, that I see everything strangely. Still it was surreal, one of those fleeting moments that you almost can’t be sure really happened..
As soon as my flight landed in London, I felt the gravity of the black hole of hurry pulling at my coat tails. I tried to resist, actively meandering for a while, but as it is with black holes, resistance is futile, and by the time I’d reached my tube stop I was in full London mode. Internally congratulating myself for getting on the carriage that allowed me to be closest to the exit at my stop, I joined the race to get out. As I moved with the mob up the stairs, other commuters were in their own race downwards. In this mode you barely hear or see anything, you are just part of the crowd, heat seeking the exit. Still I heard what he said. I have a vision of what 1/3 of him looks like, out the corner of my eye. Tall, dark and well dressed, he paused for a second, as his mob passed mine, and said, just loud enough for me to hear, ‘I love you’.
As soon as my flight landed in London, I felt the gravity of the black hole of hurry pulling at my coat tails. I tried to resist, actively meandering for a while, but as it is with black holes, resistance is futile, and by the time I’d reached my tube stop I was in full London mode. Internally congratulating myself for getting on the carriage that allowed me to be closest to the exit at my stop, I joined the race to get out. As I moved with the mob up the stairs, other commuters were in their own race downwards. In this mode you barely hear or see anything, you are just part of the crowd, heat seeking the exit. Still I heard what he said. I have a vision of what 1/3 of him looks like, out the corner of my eye. Tall, dark and well dressed, he paused for a second, as his mob passed mine, and said, just loud enough for me to hear, ‘I love you’.
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