This was a book I recently read on a plane ride home. It has strong themes of existentialism, and what individualism and position in society can mean for a person. It focuses on the state of our climate through the main character, a dutch climatologist, and left me with a yearning to improve ours, and everyone's, home. It's a super raw and confronting but the authors style of narrative and poetry made it a beautiful journey. I found myself taking pictures of pages and copying quotes into my journal so I would always be able to easily come back to pieces of this book. HIGHLY recommend this book and I hope you seriously consider checking it out!! :)
Dec 30, 2024

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