29. I’ll Message You When I Feel Like It

Amidst the remnants of a solo tea party, our lady muses over the modern dance of digital dialogue, her responses as unpredictable as the weather in April. She’s the embodiment of our collective digital dilemma—sometimes replying before the message notification even finishes its tune, other times letting texts marinate until they’re seasoned with a dash of “Oops, sorry, just saw this.”

Her laid-back posture is a nod to the charm of disconnecting, a silent cheer for the rebels who don’t jump at every beep and buzz. It’s a gentle poke at our on-demand culture, where patience is a rare gem, and ‘Seen’ is a four-letter word. Sometimes, being a slow texter is the last stand of the unplugged warriors.