A Beautiful and Frightening Wake-up Call

These days, I feel addicted to my technological devices. I’ve vowed to work slowly to break this dependency, and I am. At the dinner table, the phone stays in my bag. I practice sitting, doing nothing, looking out the window for at least a full minute each morning–then two minutes, then five minutes, until sitting at a bus stop or standing in line with nothing but my thoughts doesn’t breed anxiety. No amount of likes on Instagram can replace the warm feeling of a great conversation with good friends over some pizza and a pitcher. I am afraid that life is passing us by. We mustn’t let it.

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