I recently read a short story by Haruki Murakami called "Samsa in Love." It is just like that book Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka, but the opposite. Remember how he wakes up as a bug? In this story, Gregor Samsa wakes up as a human. It's clear that Murakami's story is in conversation with that one and if I'd have just read Metamorphosis, instead of years ago, I would have picked up on even more allusions I'm sure.
Anyways, there is a neat quote that I liked and here it is:
“It’s strange, isn’t it?” the woman said in a pensive voice. “Everything is blowing up around us, but there are still those who care about a broken lock, and others who are dutiful enough to try to fix it. . . . But maybe that’s the way it should be. Maybe working on the little things as dutifully and honestly as we can is how we stay sane when the world is falling apart.”
Read it! Tell me what you think.