Coffee Sleeve Stories


By Anonymous

I quit social media yesterday.  

My brain is still wired with the impulse to broadcast funny thoughts or the beauty found in my day. The awareness of ego and loneliness is magnified, like a single sound in a silent wilderness.

I existed for a decade in a cloud of words and countless images. This is a small death. One without tragedy, only FOMO. 

My sole companion is a dog. She delivers doses of oxytocin better than Facebook, but she will never ‘like’ my jokes. 

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