I've wanted this book for a while now and Gabriel got it for me yesterday. I tried to sneak a few reads, but eventually ended up finishing it. It has been a long time since I crossed roads while reading. Reading is dangerous.
But unfortunately, it wasn't as beautiful as I imagined it'd be. I still enjoy the author's occasional tweets far more than this book. There were some parts that were gems, but most parts were messy and uncoordinated.
Below is my earmarked page:
juxtaposition, n
It scares me how hard it is to remember life before you. I can't even make the comparisons anymore, because my memories of that time have all the depth of a photograph. It seems foolish to play games of better and worse. It's simply a matter is and is no longer.
And that's it.
I feel bad bugging Gabriel to buy this for me now.
I feel bad bugging Gabriel to buy this for me now.
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