What quality do you value most in a friend?
Artificial fields, he preferred. It was as if digital scrolling through a video cacophony between his ears took precedence over a real mode of living.
His refusal to unplug induced a coerced digital blackout. Thrashing at the harsh reality felt justified. The real drama came at the realization of a memory deficit. All knowledge was a commodity, to be bought and sold to the abstract utopia of the continuous naked dopamine-filled present.
Friends were better than money, mainly because they were never really there to spend any time. Connections lived in the mind’s eye, balkanized and blurred.
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