murakami meets jersey

September 5, 2008

weird: you were in my dream last night.

we went to a jersey diner with the usual late-night crowd of coffee-sippers and i had to pee but on the way to the bathroom there was a canteen scattered with drably dressed old chinese people, sleeping, (drugged?), and a chinese restaurant owner was cleaning a small toilet room that didn’t have a door, only a curtain. it was like an asian restaurant in asia, not a westernized one. in the back of a jersey diner. we had driven there to talk about something important. i’m baffled.

it’s a little like a murakami novel, now that i think about it. i hate murakami novels.

[To A.Tseng]

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