I don’t know about you, but it’s been a few years since I started really feeling the “something is way off here” effects of social media. I blamed the pandemic for my social media fatigue, and I took extended breaks. But each time I returned, I found my willingness to stay, short-lived. Because too much of what I was seeing and reading seemed to be dialed up a notch, so to speak.

Language, visuals, and especially opinions – everything seemed to be dipped in napalm.

And now, apparently, we have trust issues.

Maybe, just maybe, we’re not meant to be fully lit, full time.

Forty-five years into this gig, and I finally feel like I know(ish) how to take care of my face.

Pretty sure we’re only fueling the dramatic antics, around here.

She wedged herself between us, putting a hand on each of our shoulders and proceeded to say something so inappropriate, confrontational, and self-serving, that our mouths dropped.