When I was a kid my parents had a big physical encyclopaedia set. I used to lose myself in those things just as much as I scroll through stuff now. Just because in both instances, it’s “interesting”.
But my brain doesn’t necessarily discern between “good” interesting and “bad” interesting without me trying to work it out and guiding it.
But my brain doesn’t necessarily discern between “good” interesting and “bad” interesting without me trying to work it out and guiding it.
Which I normally fail at.