I have tunnel vision.

I only hear and see what I want.

The internet is my supermarket.

My mind is the trolley.

I put into it what I desire.

Nowadays, I don’t have to pick anything.

I only need to let my guard down.

I take no responsibility to watch over my mind; lo and behold, a deluge of information submerges me.

I am free to indulge in this feast set before my hungry and curious soul.

As I gormandize, a chilling thought gnaws at me.

Nothing was free.

My mind, soul, and life were the ultimate price I paid, albeit unknowingly.