One continuous journey: a notification buzzes, the monitor swallows me, and I travel as a data packet through a fiber-optic cable, a neon internet chased by notification badges, a giant CapCut timeline, a server farm where I get compressed into a cube, an undersea cable with a whale for company, and a cell tower — until I'm decompressed mid-air in front of the Audrey Irmas Pavilion for CapCut World LA. Even my coffee mug makes it.