Look at a flower
I’ve spent the last week glued to my phone. Scrolling, scrolling – apparently it’s called doom-scrolling, because I somehow feel like knowing what happens will make things better. It’s a tense, almost obsessive behaviour – pulling out small pieces of information, small developments in what is a swirling monster of a situation. But the dust is up and the…
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