In this age of digital this and digital that my stack of papers to read is not shrinking. What is shrinking is my time to respond to digital messages. Respond to this, post that, like this and capture and share everything is ratcheting skyward my screen time. And now that my screen time is so conveniently
displayed and tracked for me I realize that I don't do anything. Literally I could spend my waking hours just trying to keep up with demands my digital world is placing on me.
I actually feel my gut tighten when the first thing I reach for in the morning is the cell phone to see what kind of day I'm going to have. I thought this entire connected driven world was going to free me up to do things I like to do. What happened?
I get the upside of our digital connected lives but, no one explained at what cost all of this technology and innovation comes. And, there is a cost.
It's all my fault. Ok, I said it and I own it. I'll admit I didn't grow up from my earliest of years with a screen in front of me. Oh wait, there was a screen and I had little control of it. It was the TV and growing up with a mob of brothers and sisters with me firmly supplanted in the middle you can see what I meant by saying I had little if any control. The difference was it wasn't personal like my connected life is now.
I let the screen just take me wherever it wanted. It was actually kind of relaxing now that I think about it. I didn't have to read a pop-up window warning about pending loss of all my data, or cookies being left on my PC to help me. Now Siri literally calls me out if I say something deemed inappropriate and Alexa is quick to think it knows more about what I would like than I do.
And now another data breach? Thank you Capital One now get in line behind the TransUnion and Target folks. I literally see my life mired in endless logins, unique passwords and opt ins/outs as I sift my way to anonymity online. Anyone have two tin cans and a piece of string?
