remember when we were kids and blackouts were almost like holidays?
well, at least they broke up the monotony some.
we don't like blackouts as much these days.
yeah part of it is because we grew up and aren't as handily amused
then some of our growths were stunted, emotionally, by drugs.
i theorize that the correlation between central electricity and age may not even be the overarching cause.
sure, it's bad not to have power in most human settings... since the industrial revolution
woody guthrie is one of the reasons we're all saying what we want to say online. he said, himself, that there "ain't no country extry fine.. when you're just a mile from the end of the [power] line"
but we scream and cry and panic when our phones and computers because of the grib they have.
since it coincides with my decision to stay busier while work and school are sparse,
i have decided that i will embrace every much-needed break from technology gone awry. i've neglected reading, academia, friendships, real life events
to be sitting here, jet lagged, at 7:50am typing this
i will walk every day. i will never lie on the couch again. while my phone is broken, i'll do something constructive, creative. fear is the mind killer, but convenient technology is the talent killer.
i'll strive to sink as much time into self-expression (particularly when it goes back as far as histroy, like playing a musical instrument) as i do online.
i'm glad this phone is a piece of shit. today i make a change. today i stop giving a fuck that the talent-crusher isn't giving me a tumor or destroying my ambition.
i start now.
i'm a little concerned about work.
i'm a little concerned about play.
i'm very concerned about tomorrow
and god forbid what goes on the next day.
