I was trying to write something about exactly this today but couldn’t come up with the right words.
(And I actually am referring to “bestime” by the way. Sometimes we get tired before our bestime. Sometimes the spark fizzles out before the fire). View quoted note →
Since it’s my decision,
I’m going to keep the likes flowin.
I’ll take some serotonin,
And even a hit of that dopamine.
(Maybe I just want to feel seen).
I equate likes to a smile when you’re passing someone on the street. You may want to acknowledge their presence in a friendly way, but don’t necessarily have the time or energy to speak.