I'm noticing a big trend in the books I've been required to read for class. The protagonists have no idea who they are. They may think that they do, but they don't. And most never will. They continue to make mistakes and refuse to learn from them. It would be depressing if they weren't fictitious.
Unfortunately, this week's book strikes a little too close to home. As a female, I can't help but identify with some of Isadora's philosophies. Thankfully I can identify what mistakes she made, and I intend to learn from them.
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