“Who is this person?” I thought. Fifteen minutes had flown by, my thumb was pulsating as my soul was shrinking into Facebook oblivion. I caught myself in a moment of lightening awareness, with the thunderous rumble of creation roaring through my veins. “What am I even doing?” I’d spent the past fifteen minutes scrolling, sensing, feeling, consuming messages of hope, despair, light, darkness, facts, conspiracy, quotes, and images of lunch and COVID tests. What I’d accomplished...nothing. What I’d felt...everything. It’s easy to get enthralled into the black hole of consuming on social media. It gives our brains the dopamine rushes like a heroin addict as our thumbs repetitively shove the scrolling into our eyeballs, heightening our senses while simultaneously numbing them. I put the phone down on the table and walked outside for a breath of fresh air. Even as high performers, it’s easy to get lost in the addiction to consume - Netflix, alcohol, mindless scrolling on social media, sugar. The list goes on and on of the cavities of excuses that we use to justify. What I’ve seen, especially with high performers, is that sometimes, they think it’s almost justifiable. More often…