I deleted Instagram for a day and by the evening I’d baked something, finished a book, watched a film, and taken a nap — and the most unsettling part was realizing none of that time was new, it had always been there

Posted 13 May 2026, by

Nato Lagidze

A week ago, on a Tuesday that felt heavier than usual, I deleted Instagram. Not deactivated. Actually deleted the app, which for me is the equivalent of hiding the snacks in a different room. A modest act of self-preservation I told myself I'd try for a day. By the evening, I ...Read More