The Reflection of Strange Chrome : Thoughts on Absolutes, Limits, and the Refusal to Consider

This book is more of a record of unfiltered, introspective thought than a conventional autobiography. The narrator, known as the Spectator, is characterized by a physical resistance to limits, a strong fixation on visual stimuli, and an enduring dislike of introspection. This compilation analyses the first year of sober adulthood in a strange place, when each seemingly little item serves as a physical crutch to steady one's shaky mind.
There is no meaning here. The particular, recorded details are the only thing that make up the story:Those scuffs on that black laminate counter.. A red chemical halo that envelops a weathered bus window.. The paint flaking off a wrought-iron fence, which is both harsh and frigid.. The unneeded and ongoing grammatical adjustments made invisibly to overheard conversations on the street. Without the use of metaphor, summary, or moralizing conclusions, this piece of nonfiction follows the tumultuous cadence of genuine, imperfect, redundant, and wholly genuine thought.
Keeping track of nothing except the concrete, verifiable facts of the material world is an ongoing sensory attention exercise that occurs throughout each chapter. This is the mental memory of a person who, in an effort to control their emotions, looked for meaningless items' fixed geometry and tactile texture as sources of ultimate reality.