Time wraps around my wrist with steps and other activity stats crouched nearby. I feel their stares. I hear their notifications. I watch their progress. They track my time, pulse, hydration, and efforts to escape exercise. I am about to fall asleep and rest assured my sleep will be monitored too. I have been cuffed.
Wednesday, November 3, 2016. I created this post last night. I took a quick photo of my activity tracker before I wrote this post. I used my mobile phone to create both.