HE IS CUTE

Imagine this: You spot a guy and think, Oh my God, he’s so cute! You want to talk to him, but—plot twist—you don’t have your phone. You go home, heart racing, and suddenly it hits you: How on earth will I ever connect with this guy now? Your only option? Go back to the same place the next day, hoping he’s still there, doing the same thing. Isn’t that such a bizarre idea? But also... kind of nostalgic, right?

I almost wish I could feel that rush again. Not because I miss those butterflies, but because I really wish I didn’t have a phone. I just want a break from constantly thinking, Did I miss any notifications? Did I reply to that text? Oh, there's an email. And wait, a Zoom meeting tomorrow! Oh no, I didn’t complete my 10,000 steps today!

It’s exhausting. I really just want to enjoy simple things without this constant distraction. Like, I want to drink water—just water—without overthinking it. I want to eat without wondering, What should I watch next? Or, honestly, I want to poop in peace without my phone company. Because lately, I’m running out of... well, shitty thoughts.

I dream of a time when life was slower—when we didn’t feel the need to be constantly ‘on,’ when social media didn’t make us insecure about our image, and there were no fake outrages every five minutes. It felt like everyone was just... living their lives.

But here I am, typing this on my phone, smiling to myself. Ah, the irony. I wish I didn’t have my phone—but here I am, glued to it anyway. So, I guess we all just live in this beautiful little hypocrisy, don’t we?