“Sometimes I wonder if the purpose of my writing is to find out whether other people have done or felt the same things or, if not, for them to consider experiencing such things as normal.” Ernaux writes of a passion for someone that overwhelms. Having experienced something similar, in this sparse book she brought me back to a time that remains unexplainable to me and shows me I‘m not the only one. She writes almost as an observer and that‘s ⬇️