And, like me, you might also struggle to accept every day that uncertainty is the only certainty. That there cannot be a time when ambiguity is not a part of our lives. That we planned so much for 2020, and then, well, 2020 happened.
For starters, if you dislike literature that has dark humor, icky descriptions of all bits of life that are not glossy, this book (or any of Ottessa’s) is not for you. My Year of Rest and Relaxation is filled with sardonic humor, brutal confessions, and vivid descriptions of gross parts of existence. It is certainly not for a breezy read or for the faint-hearted. It is a story of escape, of privilege, of confessions that can make your brain turn ice cold.