Alright, so there I was this morning, trying to be all productive, you know? Got my coffee, sat down, ready to tackle the day. I even told myself, “No mindless scrolling today, mate. We’re gonna get things done.” Famous last words, as usual.
So, I fire up the computer, intending to go straight to my work stuff. But you know how it is, that little flicker of a news tab, just begging to be clicked. Just a quick peek, I thought. What could go wrong?
And bam! First thing that hits me, big bold letters: Jennifer Lopez reportedly says goodbye to Ben Affleck. My brain just sort of stalled for a second. Seriously? Them? Again? Or is it for good this time? Who even knows anymore with these celebrity things.
My Deep Dive into Bennifer’s Business
Honestly, my first real thought was a bit of an eye-roll. Not because I was deeply invested, mind you, but it’s like, here we go. Another round of “sources say” and “insiders reveal.” But did that stop me? Of course not. It’s like a car crash; you don’t want to look, but you do.
So, my “practice” for the next, oh, let’s be honest, solid half hour went something like this:
- Clicked on that first article. Had to get the “official” unofficial story, right?
- Then, of course, I saw the related articles. “Signs of trouble for months!” “What really went wrong!” Click, click, click.
- Before I knew it, I was scrolling through picture galleries, analyzing body language like I’m some kind of expert. “Oh, see, he’s not looking at her there!” Silly, I know.
- I even found myself wondering about the kids, the houses, the whole shebang. Like I’m personally involved in their estate planning.
It’s a weird habit, isn’t it? This whole celebrity news consumption. I always tell myself I’m above it, that I don’t really care. But then something like this pops up, and my “practice” of ignoring it goes right out the window. I get sucked in. It’s almost a ritual, a bizarre part of modern life.
I remember years ago, when another big celebrity couple split, my friends and I talked about it for weeks. We had theories, we took sides. It’s like they’re characters in a long-running TV show that we can’t stop watching, even when the plot gets repetitive.
So yeah, that was my morning. Started with good intentions, ended up becoming an amateur JLo-and-Ben-Affleck-ologist. I didn’t plan it, didn’t particularly want it, but it happened. It’s this whole information vortex, and sometimes, you just get pulled in. My main takeaway? I probably need a new morning “practice” if I actually want to get anything done. Or maybe just a stronger filter for celebrity breakups. One of the two.
