I wanted to finish this book, and got about a third of the way through (200 pages). I was reading this for insight into a workingman's life in the early 60s, but this book goes on and on. Seemingly endless paragraphs of internal rambling, at first captivating but soon wore me down because there seemed to be no end in sight.
I do recommend this book, with the one caveat that it not be read at night when you are at all sleepy.