this novella follows an eponymous schoolgirl, documenting an ordinary day in her life.

filled with self-hatred, self-deprecation, reflections on life and society and what is "normal" (and yes, also the occasional misogynistic comment), it is unmistakably an osamu dazai book.
beautiful as much as it is strange and truthful; thoughts scattered everywhere; lots of morbid topics – death and death and more death.
the schoolgirl's a "heroine" that is, as osamu dazai's characters tend to be, not quite likable, but relatable, laying bare the ugly and ponderous sides of being human. 

there's something to his books, always, that makes me want to come back.