i miss the old internet

The internet—it seemed like such a good idea at the time.

I think digital scrolling induces a kind of blackout. Not in the way alcohol causes one, but in the sense that time disappears without anything worth remembering. There are days I can barely recall—not because they were traumatic, but because they were simply unmemorable. A digital fog. Hours passed without touching anything real. No texture. No... See more

Fortunately, when you started you were close: we don’t need you to replace us, we need you to help us find each other