We’ve all been there. It’s 11:45 PM. You’ve had a productive day—you ate a vegetable, you didn't reply to that passive-aggressive email from Sharon in accounting, and you finally folded the laundry that has been sitting in the dryer since the Obama administration. You deserve a little "me time."
Why do we do it? Because the internet is the only place where you can feel like a high-level detective for finding a specific brand of vintage stapler on eBay, while simultaneously forgetting why you walked into the kitchen thirty seconds ago. www,pointsincase,com
This is the modern human condition: a series of digital rabbit holes paved with good intentions and "Accept All Cookies" buttons. We live in an era where we have the sum total of human knowledge in our pockets, and we use it to look at pictures of air fryers we’ll never buy and argue with strangers named @CatDad74 about the ending of Lost . We’ve all been there