The internet is distracting! Every time I try to write, I end up getting distracted, by the countless amazing ideas. It's the perfect entertainment.
It's beautiful, useful and dangerous.
Pure distraction. No need for anything physical, and I have bliss at your fingertips.
I love it, and it will kill me. It's going to be the death of me.
Instead of bodies dancing, fingers tap, creating convolutions of information, of data. I live in a dream-like world of excessive bewildering. It feels so real. It's not. It is.
Oh cool, what this...
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