i'll never not talk about this story. i'll never not feel myself between the pages and the way i wished i read this in 2017, right when i graduated and was doubting if i really cared enough to do university.

i first read this story in 2018, right after my 1st year in university had finished. i was fresh off my first ever breakdown iver the winter break and had just started to piece myself back together with copious amounts of friendly support and therapy. i thunk that's why i felt so much of myself in aled, and in frances. in both of them.

the doubt of going to university, of doing something you might not be passionate about. but also avout already being at university and feeling deeply that you just don't belong there.

since my first reading of this, i'm on my 4th, and i just finished my 3rd year of university and am going into my 4th and final year. yet this story still holds so true to a part of my experience back then and to me currently, and I couldn't love it any more than i do.