A delightful way to spend a Saturday morning. Bartley has always resonated with me, but I always thought of it as a precursor to the existentialist movement in literature. It seems to ask, and leave unanswered, the question “Why are we here?”.
A delightful way to spend a Saturday morning. Bartley has always resonated with me, but I always thought of it as a precursor to the existentialist movement in literature. It seems to ask, and leave unanswered, the question “Why are we here?”.
A delightful way to spend a Saturday morning. Bartley has always resonated with me, but I always thought of it as a precursor to the existentialist movement in literature. It seems to ask, and leave unanswered, the question “Why are we here?”.
Yes, I was thinking of Camus while reading this.... and still struggling with seeing anything deeper than apathy and/or mental health challenges.