I completed my final year of university during the pandemic and spent the last five years of my life working from home, and I gotta say… sometimes it freaking sucks butt. I'm a yapper at heart, a jester in an empty court. Days where I'm practically vibrating with pent-up energy and a desire for socialisation instead ping and ricochet off the four walls of my lonely living-room-slash-office-slash-gaming-space.
As anyone who's spent any sort of time living, studying, or working solo from home will know; those vibes can quickly contort themselves into very unproductive habits. A five-minute flick through the phone turns into a full-blown doomscroll sesh. A quick YouTube pitstop becomes an hour of scrolling through Shorts—seriously, who's actually watching those regurgitated Instagram Reels and TikToks outside of an intense procrastination sesh?
