The sound of typing.
Do you know that feeling when you want to start something but then get caught up in the process leading up to that something and never manage to actually do what you had planned? I’m sure you’ve been through this.
For example, I’ve been meaning to write a blog post since publishing the previous one. And I always want to keep on writing after having finished a piece. Yet somehow… I end up not doing it. Again. It seems to me that I only sit down and properly contemplate once in a few months. Why is that? Is it because only once in a few months certain events happen in my life and I feel inspired to write, express, comfort myself? Is it because only then I get the time, the mood, the inspiration? I don’t know how to answer these questions, and it’s definitely not relevant to what I’m about to say. But, I feel like I needed an excuse, an apology. To you, dear reader, but mostly… to myself.
I spent the past hour looking for a good writing tool that would inspire me to keep focused once I get cracking. I ran several tests, and after finding the one, here I am (gotta say Scrivener is kinda cool). But I still procrastinate. I noticed this when I work as well. I do something important for a few minutes, then automatically check my phone for social media or any other distraction that will help my mind breathe after all those 5 mins of hard work. I get distracted when I watch a movie, or am at the gym, in the metro, and so on. My attention span is getting shorter and shorter, and the number of articles that I read (or try to) and videos that I watch (while browsing on my phone at the same time) confirm that most people nowadays do the same. No wonder that due to our shortened attention spans, we no longer have the time or focus to reflect on someone else’s
Hey. Trying to prove a point here. Got distracted for a bit.
I’m sure everyone’s read at least an article on how we don’t have the patience, focus, and determination ‘we used to’. We’re growing impatient while walking on the street, when we’re tired, hungry, waiting in line, for a text, anything… We’re especially impatient when we are out of our comfort zone. We pay less attention to books, hobbies, people. We don’t have time to commit. We need to focus on ourselves, on our careers, our future, but let’s not forget the past, and maybe it’s better to live in the present and I think that
Oh, time. Thyme? We got distracted again.
It’s because my phone keeps wanting to be in my hand. I think I’m different than others, ‘Oh I don’t spend all my time on social media’, ‘I post only once every few months on Facebook now’, but alas I’m lying to myself. I used to judge people for checking their phones first thing in the morning and endlessly browsing through feeds without seeing that I was doing exactly the same. Hypocrite (insert angel emoji). What would it be like if I inserted an emoji in this blog post right now? Let’s see.
Dammit, Andreea. This attention span needs to be longer than 6 lines a paragraph.
Social media, you either love it or hate it. But we don’t like dualism, dear, things aren’t always just black and white. They can be grey, beige, purple, and all those combinations. I do feel both ways when it comes to it. For one, it does make you feel closer, connected to people who are far away from you. Distance is sometimes hard, but this helps us keep in touch in quite a busy modern lifestyle. Yet, we become a spectator of people’s lives, all through the lens of a wonderful device: the smartphone. And so, watching television has been replaced with watching videos on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, Youtube, Vine… (does anyone remember that?).
And then you have the opposite part of the lens. Us, the sharers. We express ourselves through our photos, words, we become a new persona. We carefully choose what and how to share and which angle and filter would work best to portray us (#datpronoundroppin). Is that a bad thing? I have to say I like my Instagram profile *product placement*. It’s a simple way for me to share part of my view of the world, allowing people to have a glimpse of my mind. Freedom of expression? Ahh let’s not talk about freedom, it’s too heavy of a subject.
But I also like my Instagram profile because of my phone. This piece of technology that changed how easily and quickly we can achieve things. We’re scared of artificial intelligence taking us over. To me, it seems that we’re just going hand in hand with it anyway. We open our eyes to it in the morning and stare till our eyelids lazily fall in front of the blue light screen. My screen is colour coded (yes, I am that person) and I just love watching the order of my apps because the colours are so beautiful and it gives my visual mind a sense of calm and relief (am I weird? I guess so) and the screen is so bright and the text looks so clear and I take pleasure from just looking at it and
uuuhhh heeeyyy capitalism just slapped me in the face. or it caressed me and thanked me for being its diligent follower.
So easy to be distracted in this mountain of choice. Many things to do, but so little time. Many things to write, but so little space.
Sorry, just seen someone’s messaged me. I better reply before I