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We Have Become Quiet
Too quiet for a population of 8 billion.
Our machines make a lot of noise. Vehicles scream their exhausts out. Smart devices converse a lot with each other. But we don’t.
We’ve buried our noses so deep in our phones that we don’t talk to someone even when we sit face-to-face with them.
We don’t share how our day was, or what our goals and dreams are. In fact, we don’t even know what they are anymore.
Instead, we talk about the next Netflix blockbuster and “Oh, did you read that tweet?!”
We don’t talk about how we feel. We don’t bounce ideas and thoughts off others. No more clarity in our minds which resulted from talking, even if we were bitching about situations and people.
We converse so much via text that we get pissed when we receive a call. Cut the call, text right back saying, “What’s up!”
We don’t miss people anymore because their social media profiles always tell us what they’re up to.
We’ve succumbed to Facebook- and Instagram-exhaustion. We’re bored of scrolling, but we can’t stop.
We feel miserable when our behind-the-scenes are no match for others’ Instagram highlight reel (I refuse to use “depressed” loosely).
