Metamorphoses by Franz Kafka

It's a longish story about exactly what it says, metamorphosis. It presents a pretty grim view of human kind with close family moving away after the protagonist suddenly transforms into an insect. The story somehow reminded me of death, and how family cope with dear departed. Slowly over a period of time life returns to normality as the living slowly fill gapes left by the departed. Frankly I did not find this particular story so stimulating. I also noticed that there was no mention of any faith, which may explain Gregory's predicament. Faith can prove to be a great check in times of great depression. Wonder why Kafka missed throwing faith in the mix?