Three people asked me yesterday if we might be dead. Not in a metaphorical way – not in that doomscrolling-at-3AM way – but in a "what if we died in our sleep and this is actually hell?" kind of way. The worst part? Their evidence is starting to make a disturbing amount of sense.
Think about the bizarre reality we're living in, every day is more chaotic than the last. Every day people ask, is this getting weirder or is it just me?
Donald Trump has more supporters than opponents, there are drones and UFOs, Taylor Swift is a Superbowl wife and orange skies are normal. Food is simultaneously expensive and fake, AI is writing poetry, people are getting surgery to look like their filtered pictures, and everyone's period is suddenly irregular since January.
Want to know the weirdest part? I've found a way to hack this potential afterlife anxiety, and it's actually working. But first, let me tell you about the hundreds of messages I'm getting that suggest we might all be experiencing the same glitch in the matrix...