Internal Meeting in Progress - Love, Lies & the Search Bar - Part 5

Time: 6:12 PM
Location: Bed (Work Laptop Closed = Personality Shift)
Status: Officially Off Work, Unofficially Overthinking

Body: Finally. Freedom. No more emails.
Brain: We should use this time productively.
Heart: We should find them.

Brain: Not this again.
Heart: We felt something today. That voice… that presence…
Body: That meeting drained my soul. I felt nothing.

Heart: What if they’re out there… somewhere online?
Brain: Based on zero data.
Heart: Based on feeling.
Body: Based on boredom.

Time: 6:18 PM
Instagram Opened

Brain: What exactly are we searching?
Heart: I don’t know… we’ll recognize them.
Body: This sounds illegal.

Search bar blinking.

Brain: Type something logical. Name? Company?
Heart: Type… “something feels right.”
Body: Type “food near me.”

Random profiles opened.

Heart: No… not this one.
Brain: Obviously. That’s a dog account.
Body: The dog looks happy. Follow the dog.

Scroll continues…

Time: 6:31 PM
Suddenly—pause.

Heart: Wait.
Brain: What now?
Heart: This one.

Profile: Unknown. Simple. Calm.

Brain: Why this profile?
Heart: I don’t know… it feels… quiet.
Body: It has minimal posts. Less scrolling. I approve.

First post opened.

A tiny baby chameleon sitting on a leaf.
Caption: “Trying to blend in, still feeling seen.”

Heart (softly): That’s… beautiful.
Brain: That’s… oddly specific.
Body: Chameleon is cute. I trust this person.

Second post.

Coffee mug. Caption: “Conversations I never had.”

Heart: …
Brain: This is getting suspicious.
Body: Coffee looks good.

Heart: I think… it’s them.
Brain: THERE IS NO “THEM.”
Heart: There is now.

Time: 6:45 PM
Deep Dive Begins

Scrolling. Reading captions. Zooming pictures.

Brain: This is stalking.
Heart: This is understanding.
Body: This is lying down activity. Continue.

Post after post…

Heart: They feel things deeply.
Brain: Or they just use Pinterest quotes.
Heart: They’re lonely. I can feel it.
Body: So are we. Match found.

Brain: We don’t know anything real about this person.
Heart: We know enough.
Brain: From captions??
Heart: From emotions.

Time: 7:10 PM

Profile Checked:

  • Old posts: Seen ✅

  • Highlights: Seen ✅

  • Tagged photos: Seen ✅

  • Following list: Analyzed for no reason ✅

Brain: This is too much. Stop now.
Heart: I feel connected.
Body: I feel hungry again.

Heart (softly): What if they’re thinking like us too?
Brain: They don’t even know we exist.
Heart: That’s okay… I’ll know for both of us.

Brain: This is not healthy.
Heart: This is not hurting anyone.
Body: This is tiring.

Time: 7:25 PM
Phone kept aside… but mind still scrolling

Heart: I think… I like them.
Brain: You like an idea.
Heart: Maybe. But it feels real.
Body: Reality or imagination, I need dinner.

Brain: What’s the plan now?
Heart: Nothing. Just… watch from far.
Brain: Forever?
Heart: Maybe.

System Status:

  • Work: Logged out ✅

  • Overthinking: Logged in 🔁

  • Social Media Stalking: Advanced Level

  • Imaginary Crush: Confirmed 💭

  • Reality Check: Ignored

To be continued…

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