I've had this book sitting on my bedside table for months, knowing I would probably love it, but waiting to read it until "the right time." And part of me wants to say that this was the perfect time to read it, but another part of me wants to yell at my past self. This was sitting here this whole time? I could have been feeling this months ago, but I waited until now?? 

This book is so good, it made me want to scream. I loved so many poems in it, and wrote down so many things I feel I can learn from. I don't even know what to say. This was just so so good and I'm so excited for Chen Chen's next collection.