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This article was featured in the One Story to Read Today newsletter. Sign up for it here. He does not want you to wake up at 5 a. What he does want you to do is remind yourself, regularly, that the human life span is finite—that someday your heart will stop pumping, your neurons will stop firing, and this three-dimensional ride we call consciousness will just … end.

Check out more from this issue and find your next story to read. Such control, and the sense of completion and command it implies, is literally impossible, Burkeman argues. In fact, impossible is one of the words he uses most frequently, though it sounds oddly hopeful when he says it. His book is self-help for people who generally find the genre mockable, or at least unhelpful.

I figured this approach was made for me—an anxious perfectionist, snobby about how-to-ism, and impatient with positive thinking. I turned out to be right.

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Read: An interview with Oliver Burkeman. I was eager to talk with the man who has seemingly mastered the art of not mastering time. Burkeman, a tall, nearly bald year-old Englishman, met me near Prospect Park in Brooklyn on a muggy summer morning, wearing navy hiking pants and bright-blue sneakers. He earnestly copped to his own experiences as a life-hack-focused striver and where they had led him.

In fact, blurring just how personally invested he was in the enterprise was part of his appeal.