From the publisher

The options for what any given individual could do, be, know, or order up for delivery at a moment’s notice became endless. And our expectations about what was considered enough, on macro and micro levels, followed suit. The zeitgeist was chockablock with messages that championed the concept of straining the seams: Live life to the fullest. Go big or go home. He who
dies with the most toys wins.
You can probably guess where this is headed. Cut to today, and I — like so many of us — find myself in a dramatically different mindset. “Having it all” — an objective that we’ve discovered is, by definition, unattainable — has fallen out of favour as the gold standard. I fret about running critically low on both storage space and headspace. I would gladly forgo designs on world domination in favour of an empty DVR, eight hours of uninterrupted sleep, and a gift certificate to the Container Store. My affinity for excess is bowing under its own weight and giving way to other, stronger drives, like a desire for balance and breathing room. I am desperate to simplify.
Shed. Streamline.