I figured that the “Look Inside” feature on Amazon was a surefire way to basically sort all my shit out during one calendar day, so that I could use the other 364 to live a fuller and more meaningful existence. This decision was made in lieu of leaving my parents’ basement and braving actual sunlight and the gaze of human retinas at the public library, where I may have been met with the challenge of prying Who Moved My Cheese? out of the grip of a decaying skeleton in the fetal position, recognizable only by the tears that stained his…