OPED
Bell to Bell, Scroll to Scroll
It was 1:53 a.m. My lights were off, but my screen was still bright. Just one more video. My finger kept scrolling on the screen. My eyes were sore, eyelids heavy, but my brain didn’t want to stop. You might call me another screenager in the era of the internet, and I was addicted to the phone itself. But looking back, I discovered that I scroll for the same reason I race from block to block all day. If I keep my attention moving, my brain never has to land anywhere long enough to feel what it’s actually facing.
Feb 20, 2026
HUMOR
Good Night, Exeter
“What’s up bud how” [faucet water flowing] “was your day...goo” [electric toothbrush buzzing] I hear people showering and talking in the bathroom. But I am sitting here in my room with my history reading. How are they getting ready to sleep? They must have easy teachers.
Feb 20, 2026





