These yoga leggings glow in the phone light — not the sunset. Therapy comes in plastic, delivered tomorrow.
Every night you fall asleep in the soft, blue light of my phone — a new kind of sunset. You no longer wait for the light to fade outside the window; it fades inside the screen instead. There, your shopping cart glows quietly, filled with yoga leggings, and plastic promises of transformation. Each object whispers: Buy me, and you will finally feel okay.
These yoga leggings are supposed to make you thinner, calmer, more disciplined — someone who wakes up early to meditate instead of scrolling. You believe they could shape your body and maybe even your life. But what they really do is show you the strange tenderness of time: how easily you trade emotional depth for comfort, and therapy for next-day delivery.
The truth is, you don’t need new leggings. You need to feel the ground under your bare feet. You need to stretch without trying to be someone else. You need to breathe without calculating calories or productivity.
Sometimes you imagine throwing the phone out the window, letting the real sunset touch your skin again. But then you remember — it’s not the phone that holds you back; it’s the longing behind it. The longing to be loved, seen, and enough.
So you lie there in your yoga leggings, not thinner, not happier, but a little more awake. Watching the artificial light flicker across your face, you realise: this is your modern prayer — to notice what you replace, what you reach for, and what you already have.
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
Nina Schrödl
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
These yoga leggings glow in the phone light — not the sunset. Therapy comes in plastic, delivered tomorrow.
Every night you fall asleep in the soft, blue light of my phone — a new kind of sunset. You no longer wait for the light to fade outside the window; it fades inside the screen instead. There, your shopping cart glows quietly, filled with yoga leggings, and plastic promises of transformation. Each object whispers: Buy me, and you will finally feel okay.
These yoga leggings are supposed to make you thinner, calmer, more disciplined — someone who wakes up early to meditate instead of scrolling. You believe they could shape your body and maybe even your life. But what they really do is show you the strange tenderness of time: how easily you trade emotional depth for comfort, and therapy for next-day delivery.
The truth is, you don’t need new leggings. You need to feel the ground under your bare feet. You need to stretch without trying to be someone else. You need to breathe without calculating calories or productivity.
Sometimes you imagine throwing the phone out the window, letting the real sunset touch your skin again. But then you remember — it’s not the phone that holds you back; it’s the longing behind it. The longing to be loved, seen, and enough.
So you lie there in your yoga leggings, not thinner, not happier, but a little more awake. Watching the artificial light flicker across your face, you realise: this is your modern prayer — to notice what you replace, what you reach for, and what you already have.
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
Nina Schrödl
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
