a weird, modern meditation

My inbox is overwhelming. This is not a euphemism, although I am on my period, so maybe it is after all! Back to email. 90% of the content of my inbox is someone, somewhere, trying to sell me something. It is a capitalist shitshow. Usually I ignore it, mostly unbothered by the digital clutter, but last week a very tiny something inside me snapped and I spent an hour unsubscribing from things. It felt like an assault, these solicitations for my eyeballs and money. And so I took steps.

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