On the shelf above the desk in my one-room apartment overlooking a shopping center in the northern suburbs of Toronto, there were two blue plastic trays, one filled with applications for graduate school and the other marked simply 'other'. ..... He wouldn't understand if I told him that my future seemed to be closing in, getting smaller and narrower and more rigidly fixed with each essay I completed.
――早稲田大学(第一文学部)――2003年