Sunday. After a long and tiring week. Here I am, in my comfort zone, in my little work space. After doing some homework and given some time to myself, I think I should go back to the book because lately it has been hard to find a little moment to go back to it…what a shame…on me.

Is it me or the narrator is hard to know if it is a woman or a man? After a short scene about a naked woman and her secret lover I thought she was the one narrating. However, I remembered that at first I thought it was a man… I hate this confusion because I do not know who is actually talking to me!

Okay wait page 16 is already telling me the narrator is a boy, well, he is actually talking about a lover he once had. Yay for my good intuition! … I got interrupted and this bothers me so much… just because I have to reread some sentences to catch up with the reading and urghhhh.

“[…] and I thought how easy it is to destroy the past and how difficult to forget it” (17)
How deep is this quote? It makes you think about all the hard times someone has gone through and the truth about the difficulty to forget them...but actually easy to destroy the past as the narrator did destroying some letters with a woman he had a relationship with.

Poor narrator… I actually feel bad for him; he is scared of falling in love! Scared of falling into a serious relationship, falling into a woman’s trap that will open a ‘door’ and leave him alone once more. That is a very terrifying thought to be honest.

After some pages I realized there are no clear chapters in this book? This is very disappointing for me because I need books to have chapters and divide scenes and periods within the story. Instead, this makes me feel dizzy going from one story to another, making it difficult to actually follow the book.. oh well, we will try in a few to keep going with it, for now I need some sleep!