Facebook, for me, became this staid place where people complained or posted mundane stuff.
I open Instagram and I see:
- one of my favorite music artists posted a pic from the highest railway in Japan
- a gaggle of models I follow are looking fine
- some street art from Berlin
- motivational story from Gary Vaynerchuck
- the hashtag of my favorite city surfaces snaps that give me wunderlist to return
There's nothing there to make me rage - no politics, no lame memes, no arguments. Just a steady stream of aesthetically-pleasing photos to make my mind wander for 30 seconds or so.