Read for English class. A lot of thoughts that are not developed or coherent right now since it is 2:40am. But I am choosing to interpret this as a commentary on depression and how it leads one to become isolated from their loved ones, lose their job, and become seemingly a disgrace and burden to society. His inability to get out of bed after his metamorphosis no matter how much he wants to, how much he needs to resonated with me, especially during this time of quarantine where admittedly I am not very active. In this way, I feel very connected to Gregor. I pity him greatly. And yet, I do also feel for his family; it is not easy looking after someone whose mind is plagued by such a disease. More thoughts to be had later.