Kinda felt like the author was inside my head at some points while reading this and I don’t know if I should feel worried or seen that it felt so similar to how I think. Same As It Ever Was is true literary fiction: slow-moving, character-driven with lots of bad decisions, and never really “goes” anywhere but you feel so much by the end. I sobbed in my car through the last few pages and listened to the ending several times. This book is about motherhood and marriage and hills and valleys and everything. I loved it so much. Time to read everything Claire Lombardo has ever written and will ever write.