You know one thing I loved in the book was eventhough Sumire's ending wasn't really happy(even death if you may) but I fucking enjoyed her living life even before the Greek island. Like people mostly talk about the Greek island and that ferris wheel incident but for me those where not the most important turning points. (I'm not too sure about the ferris wheel it was too bad)
Unrequited love really kills you.
Also whatever Miu experienced was also too traumatizing and it can kill people too.
So what I'm trying to say is that even if you don't actually dissappear like smoke, even if you keep experiencing physical love(trying hard not to spoil) but still you're not the same person. Making someone transfer to another dimension just to visit the version of you, who's just the other half... I'm not so sure. Will that work? I mean the other half was also hurt .
Even K, him, his life, his childhood...God every version of them experienced life harshly so what if they didn't divide into more version into other dimensions...maybe a full version could make something, one thing, in that already exciting reality. What's the point of dreaming when it can be so fragile:) too unsure
I used to love dreams and nightmares.
Just the fact that you get to see something other than the REALITY.
I still love dreaming. But do I enjoy them as much? I hate remembering sometimes too good/bad that I felt the real feelings for.
Maybe I do need therapy it's Murakami's fault for sure.
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