social medias

he reactivated his facebook account, and clicked at random things, stalked his ex, visited this group, then finally read random posts that are recommended by facebook. it felt... both strange and familiar that using social medias did not bring him much joy. he deactivated his facebook account, then wrote this.

he wondered what was the purpose for this post? he was not sure if he was in pain. maybe it was boredom instead. he asked himself if he was conflating pain and boredom. maybe he wanted to analyze pain. the pain of being lonely. the pain of living. the pain of existing. it swirled, then shot up. he stopped to analyze it. he felt like it happened many times, but today, and the day after, he stopped and looked at it. it was gradually become more familiar.