Why I Uninstalled TikTok

I woke up tired and that tiredness followed me to my desk.

Nevertheless, I was working. Words were flowing. Imperfectly, but steadily. A series of tiny frictions, but each tension overcome with a pause and a prompt to 'just keep writing'.

Then, a whisper in my ear: turn your eye to TikTok. Just for a moment. There might be inspiration there.

Rabbit holes rising up to meet me. Man Utd, early Irish archaeology, baby names.

Back to writing then, but stuttering.

Another TikTok interlude. Once you pop, you just can't stop.

It's got to go.

I need my dopamine hit hard, and hard to get.