Got a strong “Girl, Wash Your Face” vibe from this book. I feel that Doyle still isn’t quite sure who she is, and that much of this book is a justification for her current choices. Not to say that all of her reasoning is correct or incorrect, but I’m predicting that her next book will contradict many of the generic platitudes that she recites in this book. Life and relationships are just more complex than listening to your “Knowing”.