
“You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.” Song of Solomon is HUUUGE in scope.

I mean I did understand parts of it, and feel like I "got it" in my heart, but it also completely overwhelmed me, left me confused and unprepared to ever really talk about it. But unlike most of my other favorite books, Song of Solomon proved to be a book a didn't understood. I read this in February (so around 9 months ago) and was left utterly in shock: Unsuspectedly, I had discovered a new favorite book.

Not because I want to but because I have to.
