Screen time

My thumb hovers over the screen.

End of the day. transition to the next season. Hard news about a friend.

I try to tap a square that will make me feel good again. Less tired, more inspired. I deleted them all. For moments like this when I am weary. When I am more than fried looking to fry some more.

Thank you past me for thinking of the future me. You’ve never needed what can only fit into a box.