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  izomorfa8 июля 2016 г.

  - We don’t get to stay in moments and that should not be news to you.

  I believe that books come to you when you need them. Because this book did. It found me and it made me stick to its pages. It stopped me from falling into a pit of self pity as well as from running away from the state I was in. It made me face my problems and stop ignoring them. It made me realize I'm not the only one dealing with depression and misunderstanding from the others and misunderstanding of why things constantly fall apart. They just do, because we're alive and we've got lives to live - which isn't easy at all - and that's alright.

  This is a novel about you and me, about your wildebeest and mine.

  
  ...people can’t really redeem people and I don’t know what redeems people, what keeps people good, what keeps people in the sense-making part of being a human instead of the senseless, the unwell, the wildebeests that everyone has — because we all have them and there is a part of every human brain that just can’t bear and be, can’t sit up straight, can’t look you in the eye, can’t sit through time ticking, can’t eat a sandwich off a plate, can’t read the newspaper, can’t put on clothes and go somewhere, can’t be married, can’t keep looking at the same person every day and being looked at by the same person every day without wanting to make him swallow a tiny bomb and set that bomb off and make him disappear, go back in time and never get near this man who is looking at you and living with you and being so happy to just love and be loved and we all sometimes want to walk away like it never happened.

  This book is sorrowful and sourish yet sarcastically funny and enjoyable. I savored every emotion of Elyria I could relate to, and there were a lot. This book was a friend of mine, the one that understood me and made me feel normal. And that was a friend I needed badly.

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