I know that I am not alone with this
feeling that the digital age has become too much. I know there are
others who have come to this conclusion too. They are not reading
this blogpost because they have turned off screens, unplugged
toasters and shut off the lights; they are outside playing right now.
Or perhaps they've come to a similar realization.
I've realized this:
1—It feels good to read a book, a
real book, not a PDF or (as much as I like mine) a Kindle file.
2—A short conversation on the phone
to arrange a meet up is more efficient than a text conversation that
becomes a needy LTR.
3—Purposefully thinking about someone
you love who is far away and then sitting down to hand write an
actual letter feels really good.
4—Going to the mailbox to sift
through shit only sucks until you discover a hand written letter from
someone you love who lives far away.
5—The feel of a paintbrush on a
canvas has a physical sensation that cannot be emulated with an icon
on a screen.
6—Putting the view finder of a camera
to your face seems to attract attention.
7—Buying a roll of film, loading it
into a camera, snapping pictures, dropping the exposed roll off and
then wanting anywhere an hour to a week to get the results is both
time consuming and it costs money. But the act of taking the picture
will last longer than the instant FB upload, 35 likes in ten minutes
and then forgotten.
8—Chances are, you won't look back
over your life, or over the last year and say “I wish I spent more
online.” If you say, “I wish I spent more time with my friends
and family,” that probably doesn't feel so good.
9—I'm Generation X. We were bred to
loath the media. We called it mass media. Today, the mass has been
replaced with social. Social media? It's like spreading herpes. If
the media is the man, or big brother, it's best not to fraternize.
10—Life is not a final product. Life
is a process. It's a finite amount of days. It is not a crime to go
outside and play.
So now it becomes obvious, at least to
me, where is refreshment in this digital age?
Next time: Something Refreshing
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