SAVE YOURSELF

Confession: I just finished a book. This may not sound like news, but believe me when I say it is. Yes, I love books. Yes, I have a million of them. Yes, I’m always reading them. And yes, I’ve found it damn near impossible to sit still and work my way through one — from start to finish — for years now. Chalk it up to the Trump years, heightened anxiety, a worldwide pandemic, or very probable ADHD. Maybe all of the above. But it’s been utterly maddening to be surrounded by books, craving books, needing books, and no longer knowing how to read them.

My mind wanders... or I hyperfocus on specific passages... or I get lost in penning marginalia... or I stop to look up a word on my phone and go down a rabbit hole... or I abandon ship altogether and grab my journal... or I get tired and fall asleep. It’s exhausting and my nightstand is forever piled high with the cairns of books I’ve started, enjoyed, hopped between, and refuse to place back on the shelf. I will finish one of you. Mark my words.

And tonight I did.

Save Yourself by @cameronesposito floored me. I listened to it on audiobook and am so glad I did. Author-narrated memoirs are my catnip. Anything narrated by Cameron is my catnip. Total win-win. It’s funny and eye-opening and witty and revelatory and I’m 100% reading it again. I hope you do too