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Technologified

I don’t have time or energy for superficiality anymore. I crave authenticity. I want conversations about the world, aspirations, ideas and emotionally connecting with people on a level deeper than the latest gossip or other people’s lives.

Today, this seems a lot easier said than done. Like a farfetched idea you like to toil with yet never really believe in the actualisation of it happening.

People are so consumed with their social media lives, who is with who, what people said about each other and the latest fads that we don’t even realise the path our lives are beginning to take.

We have a plethora of means of communication, yet we have lost the ability to truly connect. We divulge into fragmented conversations with one ear hearing but our eyes gorged on the device in our hands, only catching snippets of the broken conversation we aren’t having.

When did we become so utterly obsessed about having an overabundance of followers that we placed higher value on these than genuine relationships?

I think I was born in the wrong decade.

I want uninterrupted interactions with people who hold value in my life where their full attention is on us. I want to be able to go out for a meal and create priceless memories with people whom I would give the world for, without worrying about whether they’re actually listening or their attention is focussed on a virtual matter.

With the way technology has evolved our lives aren’t our lives anymore. They seem to be everyone else’s business and every man and his dog seems to have an opinion on what, and who, you choose to do.

I don’t want to look back on my life and realise that I missed so many golden moments, sights, experiences and opportunities because my nose was so far into the product I’m holding in my hand that I feel like I have passed by without ever really gaining anything.

I make a conscious effort to look up when I’m walking down the street and smile to the stranger walking towards me. I like to take a deep breath and feel the cold winter’s air on the tip of my nose. Feel my breath deep within my belly. Laugh like there is no tomorrow and take in people’s company like an addict on cocaine.

Because it’s these small fleeting moments that string together that really make life meaningful. We may not get this opportunity again.

So put down your phone. Turn off your notifications and be deliberate with your actions.

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