The simple things that I've lost to:
Digital age?
Cognizance of depleting natural resources?
Internetization of the world?
Smart phonization of my life?
I don't know exactly which but they have compounded to the effect of, my losing touch with the tiny, simple pleasures...or even the desire for them.
For instance...
doodling on a piece of paper (/eraser/wall/water/back of a friend - any flat surface really)
This is such a lost art to me. This simple silly thing that usually gets us a dose of 'scolding' from a teacher/parent/even an annoyed friend in the last case... Do kids do this at school after they have been introduced to the horrors of wasting paper and/or (the horror of) addictive, immersive smartphones?
I don't know... Well you do have apps to doodle with... But eh, isn't that the point?
Reading books let alone reading books while waiting for things...
Even though I try to go back to reading books (have successfully managed to read a few) I know I don't read as many or as immersed as I used to...
My attention span has reduced clearly and my smartphone does a good job of keeping me even from starting to read. If I've got just a few mins somewhere I know carrying a smartphone is much lighter and doing something with (even reading on it) is quicker and easier to leave when I have to than if I started with a book. I know I can't just read a page and stop if I have to (and it's relatively bulky)!! Or atleast this is how the smartphone pro part of my brain argues (and mostly wins) over the meek and shy book loving part of my brain. :(
I salute the people who still manage to read a whole lot inspite of being gadget rock stars too of which I am certainly neither...
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