Excerpt From the Book \"Haruki Murakami, Kafka On The Shore\"
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Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change directions, but the sandstorm chases you, you turn again but the storm adjusts over and over. You play this out like some ominous dance with death before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew it in from far away. Something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you something inside of you. So all you can do is give into it. Step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plucking up your ears. So the sand doesn't get in and walk through it. Step by step.