I have a little secret to share. This past weekend, I spent the better part of two days watching a whole season of a reality show where attractive people go to an island and make very poor relationship choices. That’s right – I watched seventeen episodes. One after the other. When I finally snapped out of this stupor, I literally could not account for the time spent or understand why my room felt so bright…

As I stared blankly at the black rectangle at the bottom of the screen during my ***fourth video call of the day*** last Tuesday, a horrific discovery was lurking around the corner. I became horrified when I realized I was hyperfocused not on the slides or the colleagues talking over each other about scratching their *resource allocation* itch, but rather on my own digital reflection. Which poked out lazily in the bottom corner. At the…