#Put your phone away

[defensive-tactics]

Threat Awareness, Situational Awareness, Defensive Awareness; whatever you call it, pay attention to your surroundings and get the heck off your phone.

[music-art-sport-and-more]

You see what happens when you go out and socialize?

[ramenwithbroccoli]

Am I tired? Yes. Should I go to sleep? Yes. But am I going to go to sleep? Yes. Goodnight.

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[jaarijani]

FUCK YOUR FUCKING PHONE

[normalbirb]

I mostly referenced jeans from the mens section for this

[keepthetension]

how it started

how it's going

[witchstone]

can i not even be a part of a whatsapp group about our local nature conservancy without that jumped up wannabe estate group in our area punting their shit

[vinnyandthephenomena]

i should be asleep but No. my mind is consumed by the thoughts of tim wright

[virtkha]

keep forgetting to post here, been getting into daria

[defensive-tactics]

I can't stress enough why it's important to stay off your phone when in public. Which is why I keep posting these kinds of things... different wording, same subject.

[cinamun]

Danger-shaped | Next

[monstermoviedean]

hey do you think next time i'm stuck in another pearl-clutching hysteria fest about how cell phones are ruining The Children i should tell them cell phone bans are the technological equivalent of abstinence-only sex education

[shadowhaert]

that paper article with chappell roan is so honest and such a good reminder that fans are not owed access to celebrities! it is inappropriate to interrupt their days, conversations, appointments, and commutes to talk at or get a picture of a person you don’t actually know. there is a time and place for these interactions, and parasocial behavior is never okay

[teathattast]

And I really wanna let you know

That I can never let you go

'Cause I just wanna be only yours

[icewindandboringhorror]

I occasionally wish to reach out to old friends/acquaintances I haven't spoken to since high school/some other even earlier time in my life, but I have SOOO little social energy even for required tasks (like making dr phone calls or etc), I never have any leftover for extra ones, and it would be very odd to message someone I haven't spoken to in like 5 years out of the blue but then take 4 entire months to respond back lol.. My natural curiosity with nostalgia/collecting details of the past/etc. (literally if I were born a little earlier I would definitely do scrapbooking or something lol) is very strong, but, alas, not strong enough to beat out the Social Issues Demons apparently

[i-will-physically-fight-you]

The other day I was having a "struggle day" with writing. Nothing I write is coming out fluid, it is sluggish and stilted. I spent a majority of my time writing outlines, trying to tether abstract images that flicker like a distorted slideshow across my brain to a more concrete tangible form.

But if I was to tell certain people in my life this, their first suggestion would be, "If you're struggling with writing, you should use ChatGPT to help you!"

Pushing past the ethics debacle aside for a moment, I don't know how to describe how much that doesn't help with my plight. As much as I dislike creating a rough draft, it is where the idea takes birth. It's through writing the initial scene where I discover a character's motivation or a facet of the world that never crosses my mind until I begin carving away at its rough edges.

The machine doesn't understand the way I'd take a plot point and expand upon it. The machine can't capture my exact phrasing. Technology hasn't developed enough to take a vague idea sloshing inside my skull and glimmer it into existence in front of me in exactly the way I wanted it to be.

I don't always enjoy the rough draft process, but it is a crucial part of the process. I don't want a "paint by numbers" experience. I want to start with a blank canvas and finish with a nauseating, illustrative kaleidoscope of my innermost thoughts and feelings. I want my hands to be stained by the ink and sweat of my own efforts.

I don't care if I get "lost in the past" for wanting that, I'd rather let my words be unfettered and untainted by the uniformity of what a machine thinks is the most "right" way of phrasing words based on trillions of words unrightfully seized by avarice.