I can’t remember who taught this to me, but it stuck.
The algorithms are against us, they’re programmed to fuel vitriol.
But aren’t we more than helpless leaves floating down the algorithm river?
Aren’t we grown-ups, not teenagers without a functioning frontal lobe?
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We don’t always take the straight path. Sometimes we take the long road. Or no road at all.
Recently I’ve been making a conscious effort to say nice things to people.