“People’s memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn’t matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned.
They’re all just fuel. To the fire, they’re nothing but scraps of paper. It’s the exact same thing. Important memories, not-so-important memories, totally useless memories; there’s no distinction — they’re all just fuel.” ––Haruki Murakami, “After Dark” One of my favorite singers, Wes Eisold of the modern-day goth band Cold Cave, posted this quote by Haruki Murakami recently.
It’s been on my mind ever since as I often think about my fight for life. Fifty-three days in a hospital bed where I never had the strength to even take a single shower in that time.Read more on themighty.com