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two weeks ago my iPhone decided she would no longer turn on, and as the broke young adult I am I said fuck it what if I went off the grid? Mind you I have been ADDICTED to short-form content and social media for years. I tried the time limits thingy but like any addict I just completely ignored it. there was a withdrawal period, sure, but my god. I have so many thoughts. So many ideas. So much more patience. I have read more, created more art, and spent some of the best times with my friends. I have sent letters and receive emails. We are not meant to be reached 24/7. I am intentional with my news intake, and I am even more informed because I make an active decision to read and watch the news when my nervous system is regulated and with all this free time I have the space to process what I am consuming. I truly do not see myself ever going back. With no google maps to rely on I am experiencing my surroundings - paying attention to the small stuff. I live in a fucking beautiful place. I am surrounded by beautiful people. I have an interesting mind capable of beautiful thoughts. mom was right!!! it is the damn phone!!!!

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