Every day, I scatter myself across the feelings of the hundreds
That line my feed, story, and favorite websites.
I sink into their lives and their frustration and their joy.
I dwell between hot deals and breaking news.
And I scroll.
And scroll.
And scroll.
And scroll.

Because living takes energy.
Breathing takes calories.
Loving takes heartbeats.
And, I’m the water sitting in the creases of the kitchen sink
Waiting for a great rush to take me away.

But sometimes when I win the lotto of quiet time,
I put on music and close everything.
I sit and sip beer, or water, or whiskey, or just the beat.
And the music becomes my mood.
A single soundtrack spinning through my head asking me,
“Why don’t I just listen more?”