I read this book in just a couple of days because I could not put it down. The main character, Mori, is just a normal middle aged dude with his own life of problems and pain and trauma. The entire book is in first person, from the vantage point of Mori's log book. It's a little window into the inner workings of a regular guy who has hit his rock bottom, and has lost almost everything he cares about, but is continuing on an existence that no one seems to care that much about, especially Mori himself. The plot was suspenseful and mysterious, but with just enough pull to keep me turning pages. Not knowing whether Mori was hallucinating his entire existence or if there really was another being communicating to him from a parallel universe was part of the intrigue. Mori is deep down a good person, but life has handed him a shit sandwich and to cope he has gone on to live alone, spending most of his days drinking to black out or smoking enough weed to leave him comatose in his backyard. His neighbor, a nice and friendly woman who befriends Mori despite his odd behavior and unkempt lifestyle, is a great representation of salvation and acceptance. We eventually find that Mori and his neighbor share a string of commonality and the voice in Mori's head while under the influence of shroom blunts recognizes her as his long lost lover and mother to his child. The entire thing is just so chaotic and at the same time makes perfect sense, it's a wonderfully wild ride, and the ending really had me thinking about predestination and free will, and whether or not parallel timelines and universes can actually have any effect on our lives here. Highly recommend, I would read it again, and I would say anyone who likes dimensional exploration, esoterica, supernatural, and the uncanny should read this.