I found this book at my friend’s apartment and we decided to read it, partially for fun and as a joke, but it absolutely wrecked me. It was a couple nights before I left London, after my graduation, and I was in the whole job hunting process and I was hopelessly lost!
There was something about this whole idea that even though the book was meant for a kid, I never felt more connected to it, at that point it felt like every line was perfectly tailored to how I was feeling. It’s also really interesting because I think it was his last published children’s book. kinda makes me think if he might’ve written it for himself as well, to cope with growing old?
I’m turning 23 in a few days and I’m right where I was (cluelessness wise) when I read this book several months ago… I think it’s okay not having everything sorted and figured out, just because you haven’t yet met the goals you’ve set doesn’t mean you haven’t been constantly learning something. ⭐🤸♀️🧸💕
