I sort of want to be each of his characters, and Murakami because if I could write like this I am not sure I would do anything else with my time. This is one of his finest, the story of a teenage boy who takes the name Kafka, runs away from home, and enters a world of people that talk to cats, lasting remnants of past wars, living ghosts, and a pair of extremely intelligent librarians that serve as wonderful guardians.

Read this in place of sleeping, because he writes dreams more beautiful than you could imagine.