I can't tell if this novella went over my head or under it. I felt like I was looking for the writing to take a clearer stance on capitalism than it did, but it almost seemed like it leaned into capitalism and the ritual of daily life under it. Like I said, maybe I'm missing key parts of this book because I'm not convinced that's true, but I'm having a difficult time proving to myself otherwise. I couldn't tell if this book was a specific type of hyperbolic commentary or if the character was on the autism spectrum. That made it sort of hard for me to fully understand what the story was trying to say, if that makes sense. I do think it was nice to see a book where the character knew what she wanted from the start and was able to work her way back to herself despite what the rest of society was telling her. But the fact that what she wanted was to work in a convenience store almost felt sort of like she was falling prey to capitalism. Keiko is what a perfect worker under the capitalist system would look like: no interests outside of work, no desire for personal connections. So in that way, it made me wonder if we were meant to read the book as a sort of funny, satirical take on the monotony of work or if it was a genuine, supportive take on finding joy in routine. I like having options like this while reading, but I felt that this was too much, and I'm left not fully knowing what I was meant to get from this story.