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Clutching my oversized foam finger that's as blue as my expectations for the Leafs, I settled in for another playoff game in a timeline not too far away. It's like being trapped in a parallel universe where they never win. I mean seriously, if someone out there finds a timeline where they pull off a victory, do drop me a line.

So, amidst my sighs and the occasional 'not again!' shouts at the janky time machine’s onboard display, I grabbed my mobile to indulge in a bit of doomscrolling. You know, to distract myself from the impending defeat. But the universe had other plans. Every few posts, tweets, stories, even cute cat memes, I was confronted with these alerts. There seemed to be no escape.

Seems like social media has spiraled a bit (more) out of control. The message is loud and clear: if I interact with fellow humans, I risk the mush-brain situation.

Congratulations to my paid subscriber Dan M from Ottawa for winning a Work Kit of Design Fiction from the other week’s giveaway. 

I’ll be shipping that out to you when I return to my primeline.