Veronika is tired with the repetition in her life. She decides that life is no longer worth living, since it is the same thing every day, and overdoses on sleeping pills. When she wakes up in a mental hospital, she is told that she only has a week or so to live because of the damage she has done to her heart by taking so many sleeping pills. At first, Veronika wants to get it over with and die quickly. But as she starts to talk to other patients in the ward, she questions what being insane actually means. Isn't everyone in the world a little crazy? Does she really want to die?
This book questions what it means to be normal vs. crazy, why people want to live vs. die, and why life is worth living. I found this book better than Coelho's The Alchemist, however, it was still way too deep and philosophical for me. If you're into that sort of thing, you might enjoy this book. I think this will be the last Coelho book for me.