This started out seeming like a very academic book full of quoted thinkers and diving into philosophy. It was good; it just was reading very slowly. And then Nelson's paragraphs of prose began coming together for me... probably because it became less academic-sounding and more personal. There is a great interweaving of journeys within, and I became entranced.

I love that she meanders (in a good way) from subject to subject, the ties all there, but not fully confident that she knows the 'right' answer or the 'right' way to think about something. She's exploring and changing as she writes, as is everyone in life. Her journey in this book was pretty awe-inspiring to me. It's a very short book but it took me three weeks to read, mostly because sometimes just a half-page of the book sent me into deep reflections of myself, of my point of view, of my...I don't know, existence? I dogeared and underlined so much of this; particularly in the second half. The ending certainly culminated into some emotional reading. Having a baby ten months ago certainly informed much of my emotional response; Nelson aims to share her personal, to make her personal public, and I'm so happy that she did. I can't wait to re-read this as I grow, and perhaps, as this country/society grows and evolves...