Boy oh boy did I hate this.
If I had a quarter for every time the author uses the words, “we,” “our,” or “us,” I could live off that for a few months.
I so appreciate the premise, and I was ready to love this book. I was picturing a more practical Laziness Does Not Exist, and while it gave those vibes, it did not live up to them. It just felt like a word salad. At first, I thought it was me, I thought when I got out of quarantine I would enjoy reading it again, but nope, by the end I was skipping each chapter as soon as it became the exact same thing the previous chapter had been. “When we x to y, we often miss z or T, and if the T is x, then we realize we must y.” Some version of that was repeated countless times. I just. I don’t understand. I feel so bad because at the beginning, it sounded like the author had put a lot of research into it and interviewed a lot of people, but that didn’t seem to pan out.