I wake up, fumble for my phone, check the time and then go through the process of checking my email and all of my social media. Within seconds, I am “updated” on my friends’ lives — I’m watching them clink their glasses repeatedly on boomerang, pose at a rooftop bar overlooking the NYC skyline and smile through perfect selfies surrounded by attractive friends. While making coffee, I read their post lengthy Instagram captions about their latest accomplishment. He already finished his Ph.d already? Jeeze, has it already been six years? While brushing my teeth, I ruminate on how this one friend just got engaged. Maybe, I should start dating again, I think. Sitting on the subway, I scroll through a seemingly endless Facebook feed on which my family and friends catalog their political commentary, their witty jokes and their upcoming travel plans. I pause at a provocative post and read through the comments that progressively say less and less and spiral more and more out of control. Sitting at a red light, I open my phone and watch someone singing (with the pretty filter) on snap chat to the newest Drake song. Oh, you only love your mom and your bed? That’s a bit sad, actually, Drizzy.
This cycle repeats throughout the day.
At the first sign of boredom, I casually scroll through my feed and look through what the rest of the world is up. Sometimes, at a mental overload, I’ll just relocate to the “explore” tab and watch puppy videos. Husky puppies are my weakness.
This is mindless distraction, killing time through short videos. Rarely, do I learn anything new.