The days are getting colder, shorter, more bleak. I try to keep my head above water. I try to find the beauty.
The world has been very noisy lately. I cannot think for the sound of news and social media ringing in my ears.
It feels like the garbage monsters of algorithm-driven social media have so completely consumed our cultural conversations that there is no longer a space to make genuine human connection or share creative expression without battling a machine made to bleed our souls dry for dollars.
I am sad about that. I miss the crumbs of connection and the hope of creative expression that social media offered, but goddamn.... it's just too much right now.
More and more I find myself abandoning spaces like this (Instagram, Twitter, and all other cursed variations of these spaces) and trying to return to the forests and the marshes and the hand-written word and the printed page.
It's the only way I know how to find peace.
I think that's where a lot of people are. You are not alone. Keep searching.
This is exactly where I am right now too. Seeking connection to nature and those in front of me. I have loved the ability to converse with strangers but it doesn’t seem to be how it works anymore because of the algorithms.