*Marked safe from the rapture*

Spotify wrapped but it’s how many things I’ve “saved for later” in a cart

It’s 2024. There are no flying cars. No hoverboards. Instead, we get two wobbly, googly-eyed delivery robots stuck staring at themselves because they each process the other as an obstacle. Just the absolute dumbest future we’ve gotten ourselves into.

That cancelled TV show you’ll never stop thinking about.

I mean I’m still doomscrolling here on bluesky, but at least the doom feels regulated