Close-up photo of another printed book page, with the opening three lines highlighted in yellow. The text reads: Somehow lying in the sun for three hours is “wasting your life,” but spending those same three hours exhausted under fluorescent lights making someone else money is called being productive. Skip lunch. Stay late. Answer emails from the toilet. Be reachable on vacation. Maybe someday they’ll reward your heroic devotion with a mug and an automated email on your work anniversary. We became terrified of wasting our own time while getting weirdly proud of how much of it we can give away.