A refreshing look at a young man from Norway trying to make sense of his life and attempting to find meaning in it. Perhaps the narrator is a bit too serious or obsessive in his assessments over the purpose of his life. He thinks constantly about the question of time and space. His over-adjustment to this uncomfortable predicament is to simply throw a ball against a wall all night or repeatedly hammer wooden pegs into a board. And this might seem too juvenile based on the literary and scientific interests of the narrator. Of course he isn’t dumb, only childish in his new behavior. But finding a girlfriend helps, as does a trip overseas to NYC to visit his brother. Having fun and playing games instead of worrying all the time becomes his new reason for living, and in this process he learns to love and be loved. But the question remains throughout the entire book if it will be okay for him in the end.