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.