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Imagine a treadmill for your brain. That never stops speeding up. Slowly, at first, you savor each step. But boredom pushes you faster and faster. No longer tasting. Only inhaling the adrenaline. Because unless you find the next page, the next post, the next video, you risk facing the combined gravity of reality converging upon a single point of agony. And so you scroll. To keep stress away, the roaring anxiety at bay.
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Sep 8, 2022
Sep 8, 2022 at 12:11 AM UTC
Death by Scrolling
Imagine a treadmill for your brain. That never stops speeding up. Slowly, at first, you savor each step. But boredom pushes you faster and faster. No longer tasting. Only inhaling the adrenaline. Because unless you find the next page, the next post, the next video, you risk facing the combined gravity of reality converging upon a single point of agony. And so you scroll. To keep stress away, the roaring anxiety at bay.
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23/M/Atlanta
Sep 8, 2022
Sep 8, 2022 at 12:11 AM UTC
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