I read the Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera as a teenager, and I was immediately mesmerised by what I regarded as a ground-breaking philosophical essay on human nature...
Almost 30 years later, I am re-reading this book and I am at a loss. Where is the philosophy I remembered? why am I bored with what I read? why do I start skipping passages?
This is one of my greatest fears come true: my outlook on life has changed so dramatically vis-a-vis my teenage years, that one of my "classic" reads is torn to pieces...
