Have you ever envisioned yourself curled up with a cup of tea while lazily reading through someone else's old diary? If that's you, then I'll do you one better: you can drink your tea, read an old diary, AND be completely overcome by this beautifully sparse knock-you-off-your-feet reworking of an old diary found at an estate sale. This weaving of plucked out lines and phrases from the original diary is crafted into a beautifully parsed down and essential portrait of a woman's day-to-day life. And yet, there is an urgency to this book that hits you like a truck. I couldn't read it fast enough and I couldn't wait to read it again once I had finished. If I have my life in order, this book is one I'll never part with.