READING DIARY: 10 Thoughts I Had While Reading Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar

These musings are way personal than I was expecting. This is how I usually write in my journal – things that are mostly disjointed it’s hard to fashion them into a decent and coherent review. I was honestly debating whether I should post this or not here but I figured, for the sake of documenting it, I can give it a shot.

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Phantom Wound

I dreamt of him again. After so long, this is the first time that I saw his face, close and vivid — almost the same as the last time I saw him more than 7 years ago. He still looks the same, from the way I remembered him. That playful smile and that sincere look in his eyes, still there.

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