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perpetual motion - by jaron - the way home

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burn, burn, burn

ART BY @MOONFIVE5 I can't remember the last time I was bored. There's always something I need to be doing -- my time is constantly occupied by working or reading or grinding a game or getting my dopamine hijacked by whatever device. I feel this compulsion to have distraction after distraction with no downtime. I'm afraid to sit alone for too long. There's a gnawing feeling in me that grows and grows when nothing is happening. Lots of people I know who live in big cities are like this too. There's this energy that's innate to a city's abundance of optionality, or perhaps it's connected to…

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