I am a lost Japanese man

I have to do more than sit here with two kids and read. My reality has changed. All I can think about is the current novel I am reading. When people come by and we visit, and I find myself holding back, I want to talk about the characters in my book. This is not reality. Currently I am reading The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami . Therefore, when I sleep, I am a Japanese man looking for his cat, who keeps finding himself at the bottom of a dried up well. I need to wrap this book up this weekend. I need to move on to a different country, a different plot.