“Maybe there must always be two of us – our real selves and the ones we create to survive in the world as it is.”

Cassie is trying to survive working at a soul-crushing tech startup (“How many more hours of my life will I spend listening to men talk about themselves?”, “I want to die at every biweekly All Hands meeting, and today is no different.”) while the world falls apart. She’s also haunted by the black hole that’s been with her since birth.

I’m not a big fan of magical realism but this was an otherwise great – if at times painful – read.