Don’t worry. You’ll find your own cult, too.

It’s winter break which means I am shuffling around the house into the wee hours of the morning like Jacob Marley’s ghost. I scroll. I putter with the plants. I pout on portrait mode. I binge watch.

Last year I focused on movies. Excuse me, films. Finishing a two hour movie in one sitting without scrolling, is my equivalent of reading “Crime and Punishment” cover to cover. I smugly…