Just finished Metamorphosis โ and Iโm not the same. ๐ชณ๐
Kafka didnโt just write a story. He cracked open the shell of human isolation, transformation, and rejection โ and somehow made it feel eerily familiar.
The emotional terrain in this book? Beyond words. Itโs not just Gregor Samsa who wakes up changed โ you do too.
What struck me most was how Kafka captured the subtle cruelty of being misunderstood, the quiet traps of expectation, and how society often recoils from the very metamorphosis it demands. And yet, even in the bleakest corners, Kafkaโs wit sneaks in โ dry, absurd, and brilliant. Who else could make turning into a giant insect feel like a tragic comedy of manners?
This book reminded me: even when the world doesnโt welcome your transformation, you still lead โ quietly, defiantly, and with purpose.
