"I didn’t think I would ever get to see the Amazon—mostly because I imagined none of it would be left by the time some zero-emissions flying technology could get me there."

I might have hoped to find some answers for my own eco anxiety in this book, but I mostly got to read a lot of female insecurities and looping thoughts. Not really something I'm a fan of.
But maybe my hopes where too high, as of course we're all doomed and the world is going to shit. We might as well try to not feel to guilty about our hedonistic splurges ... you still need to live, right?
At least that's what the book ended up suggesting.
disappointing

At least I now have a nice slur for mindless consumers:
"professional [] drone[s] for the fiat currency racket."