I’m Burned Out on Collapse — And I Bet You Are Too

The Hidden Cost of Living Through a Time of Collapse, Alienation, and Disintegration

It was around the beginning of the summer that I noticed that all I wanted to do was sleep. And it wasn’t (just) the heat. My mind felt bruised to a livid purple welt. Just thinking felt — disturbingly — painful. My bones felt as weary as dust. And that fine dust seemed to cover everything, leaving my world cloudy, hazy, foggy, slow-motion, indistinct. …