I read this book from years ago. After that I’ve become a fan huge fan of Kazuo Ishiguro. I eventually listed it on my Wish List for Christmas then a friend gave it to me. I’m drawing this memory from ages ago and together with it I’m reminded that I am not the same person anymore.
Well we are never really the same from before, huh? We change everyday. Some parts we tend to shed with careless abandon then we realize that it wasn’t right and some parts we just could not let go but wasn’t much for the keeping.
But going back – I am looking forward to watching this soon. It’s an amazing book and I hope they make it a good film too.