the response was short. pithy (without meaning to be). it was a text. there were a thousand other things running through the mind and a beep-beep from the oven in the background.
but it changed it all. one letter. the mood was broken. the possibility shattered.
how do we communicate in this era of multiple screens and yet still live in the moment? how do we communicate feeling via 140 characters? how do we do it all (and stay sane at the same time)?
i sit at my desk this afternoon thinking about how much i crave communication. constant communication. (the two monitors, one ipad, and one iphone really help fill this desire).
but i sit at home each evening struck by the lack of REAL communication in my life. the lack of true relational communication.
is there an answer to this question of communication? is there a way to turn off and yet stay on at the same time? i wish i knew.
(and then i wonder, is this question of communication a direct reflection on society's difficulty with commitment? a reflection of the constant need for more? the constant search for something better?)
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