4.0

Despite the title, there is little in "Four Thousand Weeks" in the way of traditional "time management" and that, it turns out, is the strength of this treatise on finitude and facing our own mortality. The underlying thesis: that our time on Earth is a cosmic blink and, while we should treat the little time we have with utmost deference, we must shed any illusion that we can do it all. Only then can we be at peace with sacrificing many of the things we feel we "ought" to do (and even some we may really WANT to do) in order to do, guilt-free, those that are worth doing at all, whatever the reason.

There's much "philosophy-sing" here, but Burkeman makes it enjoyable and digestible; half my copy is highlighted. It flows more naturally than if it contained a few hundred pages of time management techniques, tips, framework explanation, and bogus "true stories" from "real people."

Minus one star for misleading me into expecting allusions to Greek/Roman myth throughout the book given the cover art.