At its best, social media can be an engine for restorative, even radical, change. At its worst, though, it becomes an inversion of this - a place that sucks you into a pit of comparison, into a pit of desolation and despair about a broken world you can’t fix, a forum for big business to sell you on products and lifestyles and shoulds and coulds, an echo chamber that keeps you encapsulated and your perspective shallow, a kiln for your anxiety, and when your Screen Time report shows just how many hours a day you spend looking at your phone, you realize how much social media is actually claiming a big chunk of your lifespan.
Read MoreBlue Rooms is the first of its kind in that it is a spoken word stage production that creatively combines the worlds of literature and poetry with theater, dance, and music. But beyond that, Blue Rooms is a movement.
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I’ve been struggling lately. There, I said it. And it isn’t easy to write those words down. You don’t know it, but so many moments have passed between that last sentence and this one—so many moments during which I spent grappling with an insecurity that says I should delete what I’ve started here; an insecurity that tells me there’s no real good reason to share the things I’m about to say; an insecurity that feels like a cement brick being balanced on the top of my head; an insecurity that makes my knees want to give out.
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