I seem to have lost the ability to stay with one train of thought. And I’m going to blame my “disorder” on the micro-blogging via Twitter, Facebook and Pinterest business. Reading so many thoughts and opinions in 160 characters or less, then scrolling down through aggregated tiny URL after tiny URL or pin after pin after pin… every time I sit down to do just one thing I end up with at least ten browser tabs open!
First there’s my email inbox, then eventually I’m opening social media portal one, two and three and then if I’m actually reading emails then I’m clicking through to at least four different news sites, a couple of blogs, not to mention all those online shopping sites (shhh don’t tell my husband) and, hell, if I’m going to visit eBay I better check Netbank first. And suddenly that one message I was going to send turns into one hour of wasted time in front of my computer, and at the end I’m feeling oddly non-productive for someone who has lots of windows and words flashing in front of her. *yeeshk*
I think I need to reign it all in a little and reacquaint myself with the art of taking a pause. And by that I mean a proper pause – you know, one with silence? One that doesn’t succumb to the itch that wills me to point my cursor and click another hyperlink, no matter how much promise that blue, underlined font might hold.
Now that I think about it, this is possibly one key thing about print media I’ve taken for granted all these years: whether it’s a book or a magazine, I pick it up and dive into that world and when I want to jump out or “shut down” I literally shut the cover and I’m done. I can physically put it down and walk away.
The problem with being online is shutting a tab or window means little; it only takes a split second to open another one and get lost into another rabbit hole. It doesn’t take long for me to drum my fingers across the keyboard keys and suddenly I’m reading this, repinning that, buying this and commenting on that, and to my horror my butt ends up glued to my chair for far too long.
Even as I write this post, in the moments when I’ve stopped typing, my hand hovers over the mouse as if my mind needs to be doing something – anything – else, and sitting still and just thinking is not a valid option.
*count to five* – nay – *count to ten*
That’s better. Let the scattered thoughts stop fluttering around and float gently, slowly, to the ground… until all is…. dare I say it… still.
Pausing. What a marvellous concept.