At least I am trying.

 2026 has been chaotic.

I am old. Or pretty old? I know that I've passed my youth. One day, I read Fahrenheit 451, and it was frighteningly similar to our situation nowadays. The wife was fixated on the parlor wall, and they could not have meaningful conversation because everyone was so busy with their devices. It is our condition, isn't it? Sometimes, when we lie on the bed after hours, busy with our phones, I remember the book, and I get scared. Tried so hard to make sure my kid doesn't attach to his screen; I tried. It's not perfect, but I tried. It scares me that I judge the young generation easily, but then I remember that we raise them. So, make it better. At least try. Try.