I wonder

I wonder what tumblr's doing to us.

Exposing us to so many images, completely seperated from context. Total visual overload. One after the other after the other after the other. I'm realizing that I find most of my inspiration completely seperated from it's intention and reduced down to lines and shapes and colors. I can barely remember designer's names anymore. Nothing has a story. I want more stories. I want more than just pretty pictures. I think I need more than just recycled images.

I want to go to the library.