The Order of Time

The first part of the book is horrifying. Rovelli details how time does not exist. Them he turns around shows that time doesn't matter.

But the second half, where I guess he's trying to explain what that means for time or time sensing humans, is garbled philosophical ramblings. Maybe the meaning is lost in the literal translation, but I didn't find any comfort or meaning to account for how we perceive time passing yet time doesn't exist.

Aaarg.