4.5/5 - not for everyone but I liked it

I got this book at sixteen. I did not understand it.

Years later, I began doing recreational drugs. Only then did it finally click for me that Tao's writing was a way to mirror the experience of being high. It's a 248-page account of being drugged out and depressed, wandering through life purposeless and unaccountable to anyone. There's not more that I can say about the book, as auto-fiction it's really just a general description of his life and moments in time.

If you're curious about reading the book, I'd suggest pirating a copy and reading from pages 31 to 40, where he gives a small autobiography of his life. It's a good encapsulation of his writing style in general and probably one of the best parts of the book. Check it out.

Link to pirated copy (https://libgen.gs/ads7941594c7883164541722cf817bac278B3K02WOF)