between the moon and new york city

"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity." -Gilda Radner

I couldn't, for the life of me, remember the story of The Little Prince. I'm pretty sure I read this when I was younger. I gave the book as a gift to J a couple of years ago, and I'm now re-reading it again. I'm seeking comfort in the book because there are times, well several times when grown ups just don't get me. You know why? Because grown ups can be very strange.

CURRENT UPDATE: STILL AT IT! MUST.NOT.GIVE.UP.

I bought this book when I received the NYT Book Review about a month ago. I went right ahead and bought a copy because it seems very promising. I really wanted to give it a chance, but every time I leaf through the pages it feels like I'm going through a mild depression. But I won't give up, I believe it too, deserves a second look.