Like with The Catcher in the Rye, I think this book depends a lot on when and who and what you are when you come across it. I am 37 (almost 38) and like a lot of men my age, I had my Coming to Mercury in Retrograde moment in my late twenties and starting to taper off into a real kind of adulthood into early 30s. Saddled with way too much college and grad school debt, I focused on how to get a real […]
His apology had been genuine.
Franny and Zooey by JD Salinger