There is something very troubling about the idea that you can get to know someone quite well and then one day you realise you have lost touch, you have no line, no track to them at all, they still live in the same city, but you will never see them again.
(narrator, p 69)
It was supposed to change everything, like when you give up smoking and everyone has gone on about it for so long that you think When I Give Up Everything Will Be Different, and actually everything is the same, your job is still shit and you are still full of fear and worry and longing, you just . . . don’t smoke.
(narrator, p 264)