So I saw this book in the bookstore a few times and last night I decided to finally get it. I'm now 40 pages in, and it's fascinating. Part-memoir, part-philosophical and all-engaging tale of anaesthesia. But here's the main question: what happens to us when we're under? Very enjoyable and interesting so far!

I tell you, I am here 👏 for 👏 Fermina 👏 Daza's 👏 sass 👏

"But I don't know how to fight. All I know how to do is stay alive."

I'm really enjoying my reread of this. It's been about eight or nine years since my last read of it, and I'm finding that I can appreciate it more now in my late twenties.