dreaming of a better internet

for nearly fourteen years afterwards, I stared at a smartphone every single day. Five thousand days, all in all. I can’t think of anything else I’ve done with the same level of commitment. There have been days where I’ve had nothing to eat or drink and there have been nights when I didn’t sleep. But until very recently, I never once went... See more

The trouble with the internet, Mr. Williams says, is that it rewards extremes. Say you’re driving down the road and see a car crash. Of course you look. Everyone looks. The internet interprets behavior like this to mean everyone is asking for car crashes, so it tries to supply them.

Being online more than that just feels like a threat to my creativity. A therapist I interviewed recently told me that digital overconsumption interrupts one’s capacity to dream and create; not to mention, studies of phone addiction suggest that spending too much time hunting for new online trends dulls our ability to appreciate novelty in the real... See more

The Sunlight caressed my skin, sending goosebumps all over. I love the Sun, but the colour I couldn’t stand. The yellow of hay, the red of wine, the dreamy white that reminded me of paper. I tend to look at the Sun through some sort of filters: camera lenses, windowpanes, leaves, as it stretched the street, flirted with the flowers, bathed the... See more

Kaskie: We are not trying to be everything to everybody. We’re trying to be something to someone.

“The infoverse may be infinite, but our allotment of days is not.” We ought to be conscious of how far and how quickly we move through the internet. But without a physical way to observe our time spent online, we risk scrolling, skimming, and hyperlinking ourselves to oblivion.