My life might be a failure-wrapped mess right now, but at least I'm not doing a podcast.
I would be mortified today if I was one of the hundreds dumping links to podcasts, live streams and what have you into the online toilet that is my Facebook feed or the actual sewage plant that is Twitter.
Too much. Much too much.
Don't get me wrong. I salute everyone for trying. What else are you going to do during a pandemic? Maybe I'm just jealous because I don't have the time.
But can we all give it a rest when we can go outside again?
A podcast was a dream of mine until a while ago. Maybe it can be again once all this over saturation comes to an end.
I would be mortified today if I was one of the hundreds dumping links to podcasts, live streams and what have you into the online toilet that is my Facebook feed or the actual sewage plant that is Twitter.
Too much. Much too much.
Don't get me wrong. I salute everyone for trying. What else are you going to do during a pandemic? Maybe I'm just jealous because I don't have the time.
But can we all give it a rest when we can go outside again?
A podcast was a dream of mine until a while ago. Maybe it can be again once all this over saturation comes to an end.
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