Wednesday, September 21, 2011
I am leaning more and more in that direction these days. Just pick up the phone and talk. Just walk down the street and say hello. Just suggest that, when my husband and I stop our work mid-day to grab a quick bite to eat, we are on a date, we are high with romance, we are not merely taking care of one more thing, but living the moment together.
Maybe it's because my arms have been numb for weeks, and because typing hurts. Maybe it's because I cannot for the life of me understand the new Facebook, and I'm not even inclined to try. Maybe it's because I'm increasingly interested in being real with people who are real with me—and stepping back from those who might view my access or my passion as a stepping stone, a gateway, a thruway. Maybe the clock is ticking, and maybe it's time to push back a little from this big screen and pick up the phone and talk.
(Or, as aquafortis makes a good point here, just and simply be.)
I have loved all the thoughtful responses to this post. And I suspect that I gave the wrong impression. Anyone who knows me knows that I am not a yapper, and certainly not someone who would interrupt another's day with an unforeseen phone call. But I think I have grown a little weary (and physical issues exacerbate this) of so much screen time. I yearn for old-fashioned letters, for example, that you can sit and read, outside on the deck. I yearn for more simple interaction, at a library or grocery store. I run a business, I write books, I blog. I have so many important on-line friends. (And then there's Facebook.) All of that entails a lot of typing. The other day a friend came over and we took a walk, and I loved that — outside, conversation, friendship. Over the weekend, I attended the neighborhood block party, took a tour through a house under construction, played with a little kid. I am a quiet person, an introvert. But I like being out there in the world. I like breathing fresh air. And that, really, is what I meant to say with this post. A little less screen time is what I seek. And yet, I don't want to lose contact with any of you. The great conundrum.