Tedious. I think I could have liked this book more if it were much shorter. But it's like somebody took a beach read plot and thought if they wrote long enough something profound would pop out. Was she getting paid by the word? I was really surprised how old the author is, because it doesn't read like someone who has lived past twenty. Or maybe it just reads like something the kind of ppl who love Woody Allen would like. Mostly I just kept thinking about that time someone on twitter said white ppl are narcissists and how this book might be exhibit a. If you want a meditation on the absurdity and tragedy of life, do yourself a favor and read a blissfully short Camus instead.