" Awakening in the predawn darkness, I grope among the anguished remnants of dreams that linger in my consciousness in search of some ardent sense of expectation.
[...]
And everywhere, in each part of my body, the several weights of flesh and bone are experienced independently, as sensations that resolve into a dull pain in my consciousness as it backs reluctantly into the light. "

― Kenzaburō Ōe , The Silent Cry