_Anna Lyndsey's memoir opens the door to not just a life without light, but really, instructions to a life lived in the dark. It is an unmissable love letter to the parts of our world that so often go unnoticed._
Why I love it
Imagine a life without light, without computers or iPhones or screens of any kind, without lamps or ceiling lights or bedside reading lights, without daylight, without candles, without moonlight, without even enough light to make out the edges of furniture after you'd created a tomb by which to block out the most minute slices of light. Because even a hint of light, any kind of light, feels like a...