I think there’s a serious point here about interweb effects. Not merely social media. Internet has opened unknowable vast worlds of information and images to people anytime they want them. But it has also ruined the distinction between on and off the clock at work, comfort in privacy let alone isolation, and the quick little jokes are overshadowed by torrents of anxiety and depression.
I know there’s more days that I have to consciously work to cheer myself up. Longer stretches of mindless TV instead of reading books or playing music. Which only adds to the feeling I’m wasting my declining amount of remaining time.
Okay, time to cheer up — where’s that Tribe Called Quest disc?