🔗 Konfetti Explorations // Marisabel Munoz // marisabel.nl

When, exactly, did reading become about quick digestion instead of deep reflection? When did we stop savoring beautifully crafted sentences, inhaling their ephemeral essence? What happened to the celebration of beautiful prose? When did practicality overshadow our appreciation for writing as an art form, rather than merely a tool for sales? When did we sell ourselves to the corporate machine, diluting our language to attract those who have no time? The answer to all these questions, it seems, is this: “It was all for the money.”