There’s nothing nearly as sentimental or romantic about hitting ‘like’ on a Valencia-filtered holiday snap. Sorry. There just isn’t.
There’s a knock on the door and the doctor sticks her head in. She’s attractive, which means I don’t have to count this as ugly sex.
Mindless Instagram scrolling or virtual Scrabble usually accompanies any minor break in my day instead of “me time” for things like yoga or finding God. I’m an addict.
Life without a phone has allowed me to reflect on everything I used it for…
Technology should enhance our lives, not BE our lives.
“When no one was around she assaulted me”
My mom is notorious for keeping tabs of my whereabouts, constantly asking when I’ll be home next.
I wake up in the morning and can’t open my eyes.
3. The smiling poop.
2. Kick out the camera crew constantly.