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Hello again ŷ������. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Over a year. It’s interesting thinking about it... not only is this my first review in over a year, but the first novel I’ve completed in that time. Sure, I’ve picked up books and started them thinking “I need to get back into this�� and within fifty pages I’ve put it down and gone along my not so merry way. I won’t bore you with the details of my life since then, but enough people expressed concern that I’ll say I’m better now. I still have bad days, but my snark and snide humor still resides (he said foreshadowingly...)

“Yes, yes,�� say the people who don’t followed me. “That’s all well and good, but this is a book review, not your facebook page or blog, kindly review the book or GTFO.��

Sorry, but this is my spotlight for a moment. I mention this for a reason beyond being an update. I mention it because there’s a scene in this book where someone describes the love of reading, that upon getting to it, filled my heart with nostalgia for something I didn’t even realize I missed. I’ve missed reading. I’ve missed reading the reviews of others. I’ve missed you all.

(“Again, not a speech Mr. Reviewer. Kindly get on with it.��)

This is not a perfect book by any means. It fits in nicely as one of those short Japanese novels that are mostly dialogue, light on plot, and have a lot of confused narrators going “what the hell am I doing with my life?��

God, I needed that. It may not be perfect, but it’s the perfect book for this specific time in my life. It’s a cozy read. Like being placed under a literary warm blanket. It’s what I needed. If I had to say anything negative about it, I would say that the second section of the book doesn't work quite as well as the first, and given that it's supposed to be the emotional heart of the book, that's a touch disappointing. Still, it doesn't hurt it much at all.

May it bring any other readers the same comfort it gave me.

Thank you for your time.

(“Decent finish, but terrible review. Blocked.��)