FOLTH (Fear Of Leaving The House)
Yet another weekend has passed. We've even got a third day today (thanks very much, Christopher Columbus, you pillaging, genocidal, directionally-challenged explorer!) The weather was perfect all weekend. We had guests, my parents, in town. We live in a city full of amazing sites and events and things to do, many of them free, many of them literally 10 minutes from our house. People come from all over the world to explore this great city.
Once again, we didn't do any of those things. Once again, we saw no sights. Once again, we barely left the house.
There's a cultural affliction you have probably heard of called FOMO, which stands for Fear Of Missing Out. From what I can tell, sufferers exhaust themselves doing all kinds of things and going to all kinds of places they don't really care that much about because they fear if they don't, they'll be missing some kind of amazing time or they'll miss meeting the love of their life or some other life changi…
Once again, we didn't do any of those things. Once again, we saw no sights. Once again, we barely left the house.
There's a cultural affliction you have probably heard of called FOMO, which stands for Fear Of Missing Out. From what I can tell, sufferers exhaust themselves doing all kinds of things and going to all kinds of places they don't really care that much about because they fear if they don't, they'll be missing some kind of amazing time or they'll miss meeting the love of their life or some other life changi…
