It's no wonder the morning goes by so fast. First an hour, then two. I can't scroll fast enough. The realization has come and gone that I am wasting time, moments, minutes, seconds. But what else am I to do when the addiction that has consumed me has not been diagnosed? Yes, I am still only here for "connecting with high school friends" and keeping my mother updated on my life from afar. I am not to be blamed. It's not my fault. I am only doing what what comes natural: connecting. Who will save me? Who will save us?