Last Thursday, my phone buzzed at 2:17 AM with that familliar notification: “You’ve lost a follower.” I wish I could say that I went back to sleep without a care in the world, but that would not be true. I thought I was a strong enough person to not let a follower’s loss matter, but in reality, I did not have the grit. I checked the time stamp of my last comparison screenshot, and it…
There’s a moment of pure horror that exists somewhere between the time that you click ‘Reply All’ and the moment…
The moment I found myself staring at a woman who looked nothing like her profile photos—and she was probably thinking…
Last Tuesday was when my wife discovered my secret. She had taken my laptop to access her emails while hers updated. Then, I heard a gasp coming from the living room. “Marcus, what is THIS?” I wasn’t shocked about her finding something. Not an illicit correspondence or questionable search history—something that would be way more revealing about my psyche. In this case, it would be my browser situation. More specifically, the 147 tabs split over…
My morning ritual has shifted into something my younger self wouldn’t recognize. At the start of the day, I slowly…