It’s the life stories of four male friends who meet in college and remain close for the rest of their lives, following the ups and downs of their careers, their friendships and their families. This is all to say that it has been a long, long time since a book has affected me this deeply, has so consumed my everyday life, has made me feel so simultaneously heartbroken and heart-warmed that I don’t even know what I’m feeling anymore. I remember how one day I brought the book with me to Starbucks for a peaceful afternoon read, and how I ended up crying in public and desperately texting a friend to pull me back to reality. I would lie awake at night fretting over the characters, only to be haunted by them in my dreams. I was still in a bit of a daze, showing up to work and holiday events pretending to function normally while inside I was drowning in feels. It was like trying to remove stitches from a freshly sewn wound (I’m sorry for the imagery, but if you’ve read the novel, you’ll know it’s very apt). But every time I sat down to type I just…couldn’t do it. I’ve been wanting to write a review of this hefty, beautiful novel for a couple of weeks now.
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