There are these narratives that seem to fill our spaces, buzzing through the air, invisible like the pulses that carry our text messages and stream our shows. They tell us what we already know, and we nod in agreement.

“It’s not the gun that pulls the trigger…” —so true.

Rolling like water down a mountain. My favorite narrative is the distance that social media and the internet has created from ourselves (because I’ve been pretty active in distributing this narrative). But I wonder what effect accepting blanket statements about the things we do everyday has on us. And if we accept them as blanketly true, yet still we continue to do it, what does that say about us?

Heading to work,

I’ve forgotten my wallet
more than a few times this year.

I’ve never, ever
forgotten my cell phone.