2025-10-07
7 分钟Hey friends, it's Rosie here.
Welcome to Radio Headspace.
So the other night, Tori and I got into a fight.
Nothing dramatic, no screaming, no storming out.
Just a simmering, low grade, couples who share internet space too much kind of fight.
I'm trying to wind down after a long day.
I've got my tea, I'm in my comfy clothes,
and I'm feeling kind of proud because I didn't work past 5 p.m. for once.
I'm scrolling Pinterest like a 90s teenager flipping through a Delia's catalog when ding,
another reel from Tori.
Now listen, we all have very different Instagram energy.
He loves sending me reels daily.
Reels about dogs, reels about music, which is fine if they're short.
But reels that are four minutes long that never get to a point, it's a bit agitating.
I, on the other hand, am very picky about my digital real estate.
I want short, punchy, and ideally something that makes me laugh in the first 10 seconds.
I've told him this gently, lovingly.
multiple times.
But that night was my limit.
I clicked on the reel.