a waiting room
for your break.

you step outside. you stand around. you smoke or you don't. five minutes pass. you go back in.

smokebreak.cold.fyi is that — the elevator, the loading dock, the fire escape — but with the rest of the internet also standing around, glancing at their phones, waiting for the same five minutes to pass.

no accounts. no email. no profile. pick a nickname or get assigned one. set a timer. say hi to whoever else is out there. the room forgets you the second you close the tab.

if you go over your timer you become "lingering", then "still out there", then eventually "chain smoker" and finally "lost in time". no one can kick you out. the cherry just gets shorter.

inspired by this tweet and the follow-up.

built in boston, ma by third polar arch.

← back to the door