Everyone seems to be carrying a quiet tiredness. We're constantly scrolling, constantly consuming, constantly hoping that the next opportunity, the next relationship, the next breakthrough will finally make life feel whole. We talk more than ever, yet so many conversations feel performative—as if we're presenting ourselves rather than revealing ourselves.
Somewhere along the way, genuine presence got replaced by updates, opinions, and algorithms. We're mentally overstimulated but emotionally undernourished. Connected to hundreds of people, yet strangely disconnected from each other.
Maybe it's just me. But it feels like a lot of us are walking around with an emptiness we don't quite know how to name.
Location: Lagos, Nigeria
