Maybe you were never all that creative to begin with
I've been cutting back on some of my addictions, trying to upset the rhythm of consumption - one so slowly familiar, one I didn't even really notice myself slip into. It's irritating. Life takes on a particular flavour when you start each day with 50mg of nicotine to the gums, and as I began to recognize my rationalisations for being just that, rationalisations, it began to set in, just as everyone around me had been saying for months, that the time had come. I conform to the rituals despite wailing about them every now and then, so to make good on my word of dissent, I am off the platforms as well, for the most part. The particularly noxious short form content, which is still insufficiently recognized for the mass inundation it facilitates, is on my black list now. It's been a broken record of total brainrot, AI-based search engine optimisation, and a bunch of zeitgeist-adjusted, photogenic village idiots, speaking on topics they are not equipped to understand; a never...