I think this “Let’s rewire our social media addicted brain, Olga” experiment is working. I recently finished reading Nicholas Carr’s ‘The Shallows’ and it was eye opening. I highly recommend it if you are even remotely thinking that you want to cut some of the internet time down. The next book on the subject of neuroplasticity is ‘ David Eagleman’s ‘Livewired’ because it is actually pretty inspiring to hear that your brain can literally rewire itself to do amazing things, break habits, build new ones, etc.

My current status? I don’t give a single f*ck anymore what anyone is doing on the silly monetization platform. And as far as the blogger in me goes the only place where my thoughts can feel more my own is here, where I pay for the space, I design the aesthetic, and feel like I’m back in control of what I share and in what context.

Do I miss being hyper plugged into the feed? Maybe sometimes. Honestly, the feeling of FOMO was pretty short-lived, and I won’t lie if it felt a little lonelier for a minute there. Mostly, after almost half a month, I see that insecurity and jealousy of others and comparison and impulse shopping the ads I’m served based on how many micro-seconds my eyeballs landed on the pretty bras or the organizational cubes is fading and really the only update I’m interested these days is my own.