If I had a dollar for every time I’ve joked about getting a lobotomy, I’d be able to afford one right about now. This feels like the modern woman’s dilemma. We once thought we’d be living better than previous generations, yet now “having it all” includes a ton of paradoxical fine print. Searches for “lobotomies near me” may have risen a staggering percent during the last two presidential administrations, because no amount of Calgon can take us away.
I know it isn’t very useful to just throw up our hands and proclaim, “We were never supposed to process this much information!” The burden of knowing everything, everywhere, all at once has many of us yearning for a hard reset that can only be achieved through escapism or neurological intervention. Someone really needs to invent a way out that isn’t through. But until then, we have Exomind.
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