So I have been reading The Bell Jar whenever I decided to take breaks from studying, and I just finished it. Woah. Idk lah, its one of those books which really affect you. I felt like I was walking around with this heavy, morose feeling in my heart for ages when I was reading it. But yeah, incredible book. Really. I recommend it to everyone, if you can take a generous dose of gloom and heavy thinking that comes along with it.
“How did I know that someday—at college, in Europe, somewhere, anywhere—the bell jar, with its stifling distortions, wouldn’t descend again?“