as we enter — the holiday — season
a time of digital — isolation — for so many
i felt it right — to repost — the following
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do you remember — how it was — before the heroin
i remember
i remember — when being — alone — in a room
meant being — alone — in a room
i remember — when drugs — were the addictions
we were warned — to beware of
i remember — the days — before smart phones
when little boys — played outside — on their own
and knew how — to make eye contact
i remember — when little girls — chased boys — around the block
without worrying — about likes — or follower counts
algorithmic dysfunction
i remember — how it was — before selfies
before unlimited — digital — connections
before brains — were rewired — in isolation
for anxiety — and depression
i remember — a time
before short-term — dopamine-driven — feedback loops
did you read that one? 👆🏼
before digital — heroin — began destroying
how society — works
i remember — when friendship — was in person
when brothers — sat with sisters — around tables
and shared real — conversations
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i remember — how it felt — to be connected
i remember — when drugs — were delivered — in bottles
not through Wi-Fi
when the search — for meaning — involved books
not anti-social — media
feeling connected
i remember — when i thought — the opposite — of addiction
was sobriety
the opposite — of addiction — isn’t sobriety
it’s connection
deep — meaningful — patient — human
connection
i remember — the taste — of water — before the well
was poisoned — by digital — heroin
i remember
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do you remember?
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I miss those days, feel blessed to have them. Thank you!
It feels like such a distant memory...
I worry so deeply for the young, who’ve never known any different 💛