Dreams and Day dreams!
Running and Reading!
Writing & Watching Shows!
But, to be completely honest, I have turned into an Instagram baiter, in the sense that I bait myself with the promise of only workout videos at first, but soon sneak into cat videos and those slapstick comedy reels. Some of them are meh, but most of them can evoke the laughter unleashed by a thousand Stanley Ipkisses.
The scary bit is not the sound of my LOLs, but how well the algorithm knows me. Although I now limit myself to doom scrolling only in the mornings and nights, that too as a treat for waking up or turning in early, but what starts off as only a 15 minute treat soon becomes an hour long session.
It’s such a rabbit hole of funny reels and comments that you just can’t stop.
I do feel guilty about it later but mostly have failed to limit my screen time.
Does this happen to you too? If not, and you belong to a superior race of humankind who are champions of self-discipline, then tell me how to be the same, please!
My unread books will thank you! Also, the piano which is frequented more by my cat than its hooman!
Fingers in symphony 