#Timeline

A time horizon is the magical line upon which one flings unwanted commitments into an unreachable future. It allows deadlines to hide beyond an invisible vanishing point, safely beyond anyone’s demands. In meetings it is praised as a grand vision, in practice it operates as an excuse engine for perpetual procrastination. More often than not it remains a convenient illusion, extending indefinitely without regard to actual deliverables. It grants its users a comforting belief that they can always do this tomorrow, while the real work quietly slips away like hourglass sand.

A timeline is a magical scroll that endlessly lines up other people's fragmented daily lives, generating pointless comparisons and self-loathing. With each new post flowing in, the balance between happiness and the need for approval drifts into chaos. It feels as if you've bought a ticket to a never-ending sideshow, offering the terror of being stranded by waves of information the moment you let go. Unable to resist its lure, people wander through past memories and others' facades with a single swipe. In the end, all you gain is a fleeting sense of nostalgia and a flood of meaningless notifications.