The flight — 2016/08/07

My fingers are slipping avidly on Instagram, Facebook, Ello, Tumblr displays and I haven't opened a Snapchat account yet. Hashtags and superlatives, opinions in every sense, equally ephemeral conversations that seem essential, yet as if we were all dying and, before our half vitrified eyes, our memory was being emptied into the garbage can of nothingness.