Status Updates From The Setting Sun

woah first book of the summer (though schools lit starting in like a week)

“I don’t understand the world.” Mother turned her face away. She spoke in a low voice, almost to herself.
“I don’t either. I wonder if anyone does. We all remain children, no matter how much time goes by. We don’t understand anything.”

“I wanted to weep more, more, until I had drained every tear from my body. I ran to the foreign-style room on the second floor, threw myself on the bed, and covering my head in the blankets, wept my very flesh away. Then my mind began to wander aimlessly.”