I followed poetry, motorcycles, and her.
That's it.
Some of that still sticks,
as I scroll the same motorcycle company,
realizing Instagram is down, happily.
Just like drinking,
social media has an expiration date;
it's just not fun anymore.
I'll post about books
(the new one drops on June 18th),
but that's it.
Even the podcast seems
to be fading from the forefront
during these repeat days.
Now, I follow bands, old skateboarders,
and that's about it,
because I am blocked by her.