Her hand twitches as she speaks -- her tell: I only do it in traffic, she says.
No biggie, right? She talks about how she's got no energy left, has trouble focusing. Eyes are all over the place, and can't even finish her sentences.
Lost in her thoughts, fifty of 'em all at once, not present anymore: a lot going on in that brain?
Let's riff on that constant need to be on: cellphones, computers, texting, or even watching movies (while texting and on your computer and cooking a TV dinner) oh, let's not forget --
Oprah's big issue texting while driving.
'Seems like most of us are zombies when it comes to that technology: We don’t control it; it controls us.
No, I'm not here to bang all the wonders of technology, or to offer an intervention...it's too late, they're all here to stay (get used to it) --
I have.
I'm talking about when we can't shut it down. So much so it becomes our identity. Where we can sit in a place and not be able to stay in the moment ('cause isn't that's so 2000 and late).
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