it was enchanting being so unaware of everything, so loud and so bright,
happening in our immediate atmosphere,
yet being so plugged into what was
happening to someone else.
they becoming your personal celebrity,
you the adoring fan. cherishing their hobbies
as if you truly cared about collecting
trinkets and naming them after dead presidents. there was a colossal weight lifted on and off your shoulders while consuming their interactions with the world. a swift plantation of social endeavours. a Like for a Like, a share for a share. the virtual game of spin the bottle but instead of kissing you were reeling in the glow of your mobile phone, tucked safely in your own bed - alone and unkissable.
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