I don’t need to minmax books just like I don’t need to minmax my life or my productivity, no matter what all these pretentious articles that try to push emotion

I don’t need to minmax books just like I don’t need to minmax my life or my productivity, no matter what all these pretentious articles that try to push emotional buttons with fomo, unnecessary urgency, or feelings of inadequacy. Hell, sometimes a book that you didn’t care about when you read it becomes more prominent unexpectedly down the line. Even if I consume some (imaginary, of course) empirically perfect amount of Damned Good Books while saving 50,000 orphans as I run 17 simultaneous triathlons and complete my third PhD and turn my fourth startup into an IPO I will still die in the blink of an eye, still leave things unfinished and rough, and still be erased by time. I’d rather embrace the inefficiency of living insofar as it brings contentment. You do you, but please don’t try to tell me what I do or don’t have time for.