My world is small. I spend all my time in my little apartment, where I am content to be. My phone brings me photos of my grandchildren. I order what I need from Safeway and Amazon. Repeatedly throughout the day I check the headlines so I stay in touch with the devastating state of the country and the planet. I am lucky to have a job I can do remotely. Today I’ll watch a streaming church service and catch up on some work. My emotions are rather flat. I am content enough to be where I am. I numb myself with incessant internet scrolling. I want my feelings back. Today I’ll make a plan to limit time spent online.