I decided to read Zena Hitz’ Lost in Thought because of its subtitle: The Hidden Pleasures of an Intellectual Life. I was entranced by the book, but as I read, I felt increasing alienated from it. This shift began on page 109: the number of notes filling the margins, increasing in frequency and length, document my growing difficulty. I struggled to finish the book.

Before continuing, there is a relevant aphorism of Georg Christoph Lichtenberg:

When a book and head collide with a hollow sound, is it always from the book? (Wenn ein Buch und ein Kopf zusammenstoßen…