This isn't a story in the usual sense.
It isn't a novel. It isn't advice. It isn't a diary.
It is a record of noticing.
Fragmented thoughts. Observations that arrive unannounced. Moments that feel familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
You may read a page and think you understand.
You may read a page and feel a little off.
If you keep reading, you'll realize:
Some things are missing
Some things are meant to be noticed, not explained
Some things stay with you long after the book ends
If you thought you could put it down, that won't last.
Something Is Off is not meant to be categorized. It is not meant to be pinned down.
It is meant to be read.