We take the little things -- the real stuff of our day to day -- for granted as we go through the motions of life. We go to our job, we go home, we eat, we watch TV, we go to sleep, we wake up and start all over again. It's like we're a hamster on the wheel of life -- except it's our treadmill, or our treadmill desk (if you're a "sitting is the new smoking" kind of person). It becomes automatic -- and then we see a statement like the one below. It grabs us, jolts us back to "life" in a way. I want to add "for facebook checking, instagram posting, snapchatting and tweeting" to the list in Twain's letter.
Mark Twain wrote this in 1886.
"There isn't time -- so brief is life -- for bickerings, apologies, heartburnings, callings to account. there is only time for loving -- and but an instant, so to speak, for that." ~Letter to Clara Spaulding, 20 August 1886
It reminded me of how important it is to express love each and every day. Digital distracting is such a reality that it actually can blind us from authentic love.
We do it out of fear -- fear of missing out (FOMO), fear of boredom, fear of just being with ourselves and those we love. I think tonight I'll ask the family to play Operation, the old skool 'zany doctor's game'. That'll be cool.