Blink, Blink, Blink
Over the past three days I’ve typed
and posted so much on my class site, am seriously thinking of having a turn off
that damn phone and computer day. Leaving myself with just my thoughts and
giving my old brain a rest. That would be nice, but considering that my
smartphone’s been blinking every few minutes with a new question or most answer
email. All I can really do is sit quietly in my dark office and listen to some
light classical music, till this damn phone blinks again.
I sometimes wonder if we a
surpassed ourselves when it comes to technology. By that I mean, has technology
become too taxing for our minds to handle it? It doesn’t seem to be the case
for this current generation. Maybe it’s not so much about age as it has to do with
environment. By that I mean, for me living with a wiring problem that doesn’t
tolerate a lot of stress already. Maybe I’m conditioned to the slow-paced
environment I am in, so when stress does come I have a place to escape.
It kinda sounds to me like I’m
putting a little too much thought into this conversation, which brings up an
excellent point. Why do we feel the need to be so interconnected? In my youth
my grandmother in Wayne County Georgia or another relative would write a letter
or maybe call. Today we all seem to be joined at the hip by Facebook, Twitter,
or Instagram.
This isn’t to say I don’t want to
hear from family. It’s just by sheer volume the information we have to absorb
can be a bit too much, especially when you factor in work and social
connections. I suppose the key to all things is balance. When to start, when to
look, what to prioritize at the given moment, it can all get overwhelming.
I suppose the point here is to see
what you’re doing at the given moment. And from that prioritize what needs to
be done. But that’s easier said than done. As I type analysis reports and the
door opens what an off-the-cuff question from my dear wife or my daughter
ranting about her last date. Blink, blink, blink.
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