SOMETHING INSIDE YOU. SO ALL YOU CAN DO IS GIVE IN TO IT, STEP RIGHT INSIDE THE STORM, CLOSING YOU EYES AND PLUGGING UP YOUR EYES SO THE SAND DOESN’T GET IN, AND WALK THROUGH IT, STEP BY STEP. THERE’S NO SUN THERE, NO MOON, NO DIRECTION, NO SENSE OF TIME. JUST FINE WHITE SAND SWIRLING UP INTO THE SKY LIKE PULVERISED BONES. THAT’S THE KIND OF SANDSTORM YOU NEED TO IMAGINE. 

              .           -Haruki Murakami

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