Finished Alice Munro's Dear Life. Reminded me of why I love literature so deeply. Will read it again. Three barely-fitting analogies but they will have to do after a long day:
1. An onion. You peel one layer after another and at the end, you wonder if you have reached the core.
2. A tombstone. You read the engraved words and you get the gist of a life, but then you start thinking about what has been left out.
3. A river. You follow its meandering, and at some point, you stop, but it continues to flow.
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