the brain

Every time I go to therapy I fill out a questionnaire that asks 'in the last week have you thought about ending your life
I am deep in the underground labs of University College London. I am in an MRI machine. I'm playing Radio 4's classic quiz
It's not hours or days or even weeks, it's months and months that I've lost to the internet, to the false promises of the next notification, to the endless search for more information and more content in endless news articles and blogs and videos and whatever else seems important, tumbling out in unison over never-ending tabs and windows and devices.