This will probably be one of the shortest blog posts I've ever done!
There just isn't much I want to say...
except...this did not resonate with me much.
I think it was mainly Vonnegut's writing style; at least in this book,
it is as if there are bits and pieces rather disconnected, though some are interwoven,
I was rather confused and much of the time felt similarly as when I read
The Stranger by Albert Camus.
Though with Camus' book I felt there was a story, strange and nonsensical as it seemed,
whereas with this book I felt as if I was reading stream-of-consciousness as the
author had memories or thoughts.
As I read where I had marked, I realized it was a bit more coherent and cohesive than
I remember it being, but still not a reading experience I wish to repeat!
So, I read this classic. And I have now read a Kurt Vonnegut.
That is the best I can say of this one...