It was bugging me why I knew it was a famous novel when I hadn't read it in or out of school. When I woke up, I remembered - in my freshman psychology class many years ago, we were given a choice of literature to do a presentation on, and one of them (which I did not choose) was Siddhartha, also by Hermann Hesse. And the professor talked about Steppenwolf.
If I'm on HN, you can assume I'm exhausted, running a fever or otherwise too impaired by my incurable medical condition to be trying to work. I always appreciate it when people are kind in their interpretation of my efforts to engage to distract myself from the misery that is my life.
Care to name the song?