never let me go
by kazuo ishiguro.
which i think is the saddest, most dismal
book i've read in a long time. i couldn't put it down
today. read far too much. my eyes are blurry.
and i don't think i can end the day with this
in my head. i need a cleansing from the weight
of despair and misery. isn't the world miserable
enough? i didn't used to mind sad books. i think
i still don't if they are sad to a point. or if its
comprehensible. or if there is at least a silver
lining. but this. this is just utter, complete
desolation.
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