Libro: Kafka on the Shore

Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami

Book 12 of 100

“If you remember me, I don’t care if everyone else forgets.”

Damn. Such an inconclusive ending.

There were so many moments in this book where I kept waiting for everything to finally connect, like there had to be one neat explanation tying all the strange events together.

And then Murakami basically said, nope.

You get dreams, memories, talking cats, strange coincidences, metaphors that may or may not be metaphors, and people drifting in and out of each other’s lives.

Then the book ends and you’re just left sitting there thinking:

Wait. That’s it?

But weirdly enough, that’s probably why it lingers.

Not because everything was explained, but because it wasn’t.

There are still things I keep thinking about even after finishing it, but the one that really stayed with me was:

Whatever happened to Hoshino after the cat answered him?

Did something actually change?

Was it just another strange encounter?

Or was that simply Murakami’s way of reminding us that not everything needs to be wrapped up neatly before the story moves on?

I honestly don’t know.

And maybe that’s the point.

Some stories end.

Some just stop.