Those algorithms have started showing me ads about the price of cremations.
Reflecting on my heightened emotions and conversations, a couple of weeks ago, I question if they were due to a state of mind or reality.
Frustration; outrage; self righteous injustice; being aghast; and matters beyond my control are descriptors that pop into my consciousness.
At home I felt supported.
Outside, my reactions were analysed; The objects of my week of discontent were rationalised and normalised.
I was simply having a bad week however, not bad enough to need cremating.