I saw this news report about the famine today, just scrolling through while drinking my stupidly expensive oat milk latte, and I felt… nothing, really. Not nothing, exactly, but not enough, you know? Like, I saw the pictures and my brain registered it as bad, obviously, but then I just kept scrolling and thought about that client presentation tomorrow and my spin class and is that just how it is now? Am I a monster for feeling more annoyed by the barista forgetting my lid than by actual human suffering? It's like my empathy is broken or something and honestly it makes me so angry at myself and everything.