“I sleep all day. Noises flit around the house- garbage truck in the alley, rain, tree rapping against the bedroom window. I sleep. I inhabit sleep firmly, willing it, wielding it, pushing away dreams, refusing, refusing. Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion. [...] It is afternoon, it is night, it is morning. Everything is reduced to this bed, this endless slumber that makes the days into one day, makes time stop, stretches and compacts time until it is meaningless.”
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In this poignant and imaginative novel, the reader is drawn into the complex relationship between a man with a rare genetic disorder and the woman who loves him. The man, known as 'Hank', possesses the ability to time travel without control, often finding himself in different eras and locations. His wife, 'Clara', must navigate the emotional turmoil of her husband's unpredictable absences and the challenges of living with someone who is constantly changing. The story delves into themes of love, loss, and the human condition, offering a unique perspective on the nature of time and the resilience of the human spirit. more
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