it's time to have an analog year

We are all tired of receiving so much information, of consuming so much. One of the commitments I’ve made to myself is to consume less in 2026. Less of everything. Less news, less of other people’s lives, fewer unnecessary expenses, fewer trends, fewer content creators, less noise. Less. Just less. I want a clean year. A year of peace. It’s not just the color of the year that’s in this vibe, we all want less.

I’ve been wanting less for a while now: fewer followers, less attention, less aggressive selling, fewer hooks, fewer engagement tips, fewer tricks. In truth, I want very little,but of high quality. Friendships, information, news, stimuli. When I shared this idea with some people close to me, they told me it was crazy, that these things are completely contradictory, that you can’t motivate people to want less, that it doesn’t make money, that it doesn’t sell. But not everything is about selling. Not everything is about profit. Some things don’t fill your pockets, but they fill you with something money can’t buy: purpose.

This year, I feel very close to myself. And maybe it’s the year I feel closest to myself ever — though, in a way, all the others were too. The difference is that now I’ve decided to put it into practice. I tried doing a few things without believing they would work (and they worked). So why not try this as well?

Honestly, I’d be content with just one person. If I motivate someone to spend ten minutes away from a screen, away from social media, in 2026, I’ve fulfilled what I set out to do. This is not a movement. It’s not a community. It’s simply a call for a simple life. A life without comparison. A life where the only measure is your neighbor and the people you can actually communicate with. A call to JOMO — the Joy of Missing Out. I’ve never felt this so strongly in myself or in the people around me. And it feels so good not to know everything. It feels good not to know which song is trending, or the latest fashion trend, or which celebrity couple just broke up.

I want to go back to doing things simply. To reset my dopamine habits. To find joy in folding clothes, cleaning the house, writing, reading, slowing down, redefining success. I want to send letters and feel happy receiving them. To talk face to face. To not know about other people’s lives through stories. To remember. Or rather, to fix whatever it is that’s wrong with my memory.

If you’re also feeling tired of “too much,” leave a comment so we can exchange ideas on how to live this analog year together.