That’s where I checked out of OP’s “review”. If you actively think society collapsing is something to hope for, you are an absolute delusional moron. “Collapse aware” my ass.

“I felt keyed up and ready to fuck shit up, but I didn’t know what to throw rocks at, and so I didn’t, and in the meantime I still got bills and people I care about so I guess I’ll just keep going to work until something changes.”

I think there is a point where people over-analyze and I feel that can actually take the fun out of it. Makes it more into an assignment rather than enjoying the art. My two cents anyway, to each their own.

In detective novels where the grizzled older detective meets a woman and finally finds the ability to open up and love again only for the serial killer he’s currently hunting to kill her; making it personal.

I read so fucking many detective novels in jail (kinda ironic) that they all bled together and I could not tell you their titles or what specifically happened in a specific book. They all do the same shit and it just gets so predictable.