"Asleep." - Banana Yoshimoto.

Bạn nên đọc Say Ngủ vào ban ngày hay khi còn sớm. Nếu cả gan đọc vào ban đêm, thứ tinh dầu siêu thực và mộng mị toả ra từ câu chuyện đó sẽ đưa bạn vào một giấc ngủ, nơi mà; hơi thở của bạn có thể sẽ chính là hơi thở của những nhân vật trong truyện...

Translated:

You should read Asleep in the morning, or at anytime early in the day. If you're fearless to read it at night,  the surreal and dreamy essential oil spreading from the story will bring you to sleep, where, your breath might be the breath of the characters...

Asleep
Banana Yoshimoto




Night, 10:30, Aug 9th, 2011.


Ahh, You whisper. You realize that the deeper you get to the story; the deeper you get to the character, to their conners, from very far away, hiding behind their masks. In your own quiet space, you concentrate to the story and suddenly, you wake up literally, realizing that your sister is nearby you, also concentrate to her story.

And that's how you feel when you read a good book.


Everyone needs someone to lean on. Especially at night, when hundreds of thoughts, thousands may be, provoke in your mind, and linger there, don't want to leave.


But when you have no one to lean on, to hug you when your mind is broken down, then, just fall asleep. And the sleep will take care of you, tenderly picks up your broken pieces and puts it back to where it starts.


Oh, the lonesome child.

You should read Asleep in the morning, or at anytime early in the day. If you're fearless to read it at night,  the surreal and dreamy essential oil spreading from the story will bring you to sleep, where, your breath might be the breath of the characters...

I bursted a smile, What a thought...


Then buried myself in my blanket.
And started to fall asleep.



Oh the lonesome child.




Morning, 7:48, Aug 10th, 2011.


I opened my eyes, still dreamily wondered where I was. Reality. Or dream.

Oh, I just woke up from a dream. There were him and my old friends.
What was the dream about though?

One of my leg touched his leg, tenderly stroked it. One of his touched mine, slowly stroked mine. Just like that, we didn't say anything. But we both felt calming down.

So this quiet boy, here in my dream, must have some connection with me, in my dream.

We walked along the hallway. Then we both stopped. He pointed, his classroom was here, and he pointed somewhere in the hallway, my classroom was there. I wondered a bit. I didn't want to leave him. He smiled. And disappeared as soon as I walked along the hallway, now only me.


I came to my class, everybody was there. The teacher said the news, one of my closest friends in my secondary school was passed away. My heart got down a beat. And the last thing I remember was my friend, another friend from secondary school who I haven't seen for so long, appeared behind my seat.


Then I wake up.
And write down this note. As fast as I can. Before the dream can fade away, as it is now.

You should read Asleep in the morning, or at anytime early in the day. If you're fearless to read it at night,  the surreal and dreamy essential oil spreading from the story will bring you to sleep, where, your breath might be the breath of the characters...

Oh the lonesome child.

A part of this dream, as I realize, will come true.