This weekend I was inspired to continue with the idea of less by three things: this article, this website, and a conversation with my boss, who doesn’t own a smartphone and yet somehow manages to still, well, manage.
After spending the weekend boxing up even more things I don’t need, last night I finally deactivated my Twitter account (I haven’t been on Facebook for years). This morning, I ordered hard copies of Merriam-Webster’s dictionary and thesaurus: the two most important tools of my trade (after CMS).
The goal is simple: to stay offline as much as humanly possible.
During work, that goal will be amended to keeping all windows closed except for MS Word so that I can truly focus on what I’m doing.
Honestly? I’m tired of feeling so scattered and unable to live in the moment. I mean, when did “having a life” become equated with “being online?”
My thoughts are now on whether or not I can get rid of my iPhone. I have some concerns:
- being available for emergencies when my son is out of the house
- being able to readily answer texts from my son when he is away
- taking photos
- listening to music when I hike, walk, or run
I think, though, of how much freedom it would offer to detach from that little plastic, glass, and steel device. How much time would it free up? How much money? How many books could I read? Stories could I write? How much faster would I be able to finish projects? And how much more could I go outside?
Remember what quiet sounds like. Breathe easier . . .
So yes, I’m still available. I’m just not available 24/7. But when I’m here, I’m here.