So many new-for-me website discovered, of late. Got some ambient stuff (what I believe was once-upon-a-time called "chillout") playing at one of 'em. Fits the morning well.
How be - yay, seem - the "real" world? Well, seriously. How could an i-me-mine filter - aka impenetrable mirror - possibly know it?
It's just... well, you know, it's never what you'd wish or hope or dream - which kinda makes sense because otherwise what would wishes and/or hopes and/or dreams be worth?
my cynical take: when my newsfeed becomes rosy and cheerful and filled with correct politics, is when I should start worrying that I've been trapped in a chatbot bubble.
I'm looking at you Inquiry, you rosy cheerful bastard :-p