I'll certainly have to revisit the ending of Time Regained since I finished it sick and a little bit delirious, but I'm not exaggerating when I say that In Search of Lost Time has profoundly touched me, has changed me in some ways. It became my summer obsession and I talked my mom's ear off about Proust and ISLT, something I feel like Proust would've done too if he were not the author. Of course, this is survivorship bias, and I would not have followed through to the end if I did not feel some personal connection in the beginning.

ISLT is a wonderful example of it's own message about involuntary memory-- I find myself thinking Wow, this is what Proust wrote about in the episode where... and I think these reflections make life more full. So much of ISLT is mundane, but Proust's sensitive, humorous, often telling of his strangeness style exalts even the most usual circumstance. It makes even Belle Epoque France seem like something intimately familiar.

I will allow some time to pass, but I definitely want to reread Proust in 5-10 when I'm older and can add to the reflections I've already begun to form.