A journal for escaping the modern-day scourge of digital distraction and information-overload and cord leashing even leashing even though the cacophony of dings and boings and buzzes that herald the arrival of texts and emails and headlines are bombarding my brain with craving-inducing dopamine hits that themselves are indication enough that I should go off-the-grid in order to actually experience people and emotions and breathing and the lost art of messy human handwriting even if it’s only for a few minutes at a time. Guided journal.