we race through our lives. Frazzled by anxiety and competing culture. Never stopping to look at the grasses. By 35 we have lived so much through ‘pings’ and ‘alerts’ that we are worn down. A society spiralling into chaos.
death spiral
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anthropological musings
we race through our lives. Frazzled by anxiety and competing culture. Never stopping to look at the grasses. By 35 we have lived so much through ‘pings’ and ‘alerts’ that we are worn down. A society spiralling into chaos.
