"Has social media broken my brain?" That's the question I found myself asking last night, when it suddenly hit me that I was seeing the Instagram highlights of a social media influencer at 12 am on a Wednesday. I don't suffer from insomnia and I had a long, tiring day. But somehow it felt urgent to me that I tap my luminescent phone screen one more time. Why? I couldn't possibly give you a rational explanation. Enter: bubbling panic that social media — Facebook, Twitter and Instagram to be specific — have short-circuitted my brain.
We're All Cyborgs
We're All Cyborgs
We're All Cyborgs
"Has social media broken my brain?" That's the question I found myself asking last night, when it suddenly hit me that I was seeing the Instagram highlights of a social media influencer at 12 am on a Wednesday. I don't suffer from insomnia and I had a long, tiring day. But somehow it felt urgent to me that I tap my luminescent phone screen one more time. Why? I couldn't possibly give you a rational explanation. Enter: bubbling panic that social media — Facebook, Twitter and Instagram to be specific — have short-circuitted my brain.