Kafka on the Shore

How is it that every time I read Murakami I feel like I'm going through a mid life crisis...
It leads you to question everything you have ever done, or will ever do. And simultaneously answers how everything you have done and will ever do is good enough.
I hate reading Murakami, but I love to finish a Murakami book.
Kafka was amazing, the strangeness, the beautifully entwined magic, the witty dialogues... it was great.
The storyline was meh, but only because it took me till about page 450 to figure out what the hell I was actually reading...