robots

i think, in a way, we’re all robots of some kind

we get stuck in a routine, living the same day over

and over

again

stuck in our heads

stuck in the little screen we hold in our hands

continuously searching for that video that will be stimulating enough to put it down

and look up

our minds crave stimulation, they crave that spark of dopamine that you get for that 5 seconds you just spent watching that video

and you scroll

thinking “just one more video”

one more minute

one more hour

stuck in a compact lit-up rectangle in a dark room with your airpods in barely even aware that you’re there because you’ve been sucked into this void of fake happiness and fantasies and how many likes you got on your last post and if you can beat this game and if he’s texted me back yet and keeping our snap streaks and watching tiktoks and reels and craving that short term spark of dopamine

and it’s never good enough

because it never was supposed to be