This semi-plotless, gorgeously interior novel, comprised of a few short sections of specific relationships that are meaningful to the narrator, worked very well for me. The audiobook narration was fantastic. There’s a good balance of laugh-out-loud wry humour and sadness, typically stemming from naked vulnerability in an often contradictory manner.

The moments of happiness and what is remembered even as things devolve into unhappiness is the kind of hope that works for me. I don’t find ever after or sickly sweet remotely resonant, whereas this feels like an experience that makes sense.

The writing itself is always hard to evaluate with an audiobook. It flowed well, never overstayed its welcome, and though never had much diction, did have some exceptional specificity to ground the concrete details; both in terms of emotional circumstances and the physicality of the environment and its traversal. Would certainly pick up another book by the author. Heck of a deal too: Audible had it for something like $6? Wild.