The Wander Society

This book draws you in with a superb aesthetic and a casual side mystery to intrigue you. It then proceeds to spend the first half filled with pretentious ramblings about a higher state of being and the glory of Walt Whitman that make the motion of rolling your eyes an intense workout. It seems like a literary companion for the running gag in Momma Mia where Harry keeps saying he's spontaneous. However the second half of the book actually offers the content I was looking for; A fun list of concepts and ideas to randomize your routine and make you think, all within an interconnected framework to offer a sense of community without lengthy human interaction. The book is not without merit but is just heavy handed enough that it's easy to abandon.