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Mobility - Yay or Nay?

We live in a frantic world where speed is everything. Combine mobility, interactivity and speed...life becomes the whirlwind that we try to avoid. I am not like others who thrive on speed and like living an adrenaline-charged life. There is simply no Yin-Yang balance in that. Try having kids and tell me you enjoy speed five years down the road.

But that's the life we have to adapt, I guess.

We usually take evening walks in the park nearby and that was what we, me and the boys, did yesterday but I was behind in some work so, as we walk laps on the paved path, I was on the internet on my phone looking up stuff that I can post and write later that night. I almost walked into a boy, a tree and almost tripped over an unripe starfruit that had fallen onto the path from the tree on the side of the path.

I can't deny the fact that technology is amazing and this has mobilized work for me. It's incredible because with the internet, I can literally work ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD.

Read: looking forward to some traveling time. =))))))) Maybe.

Seems like we have forgotten that we need to be present, to be doing what we are doing without a million things going through our heads. And there are times when I wish I still owned a phone like this. Don't you miss them sometimes although we would be less effective and less efficient?


But long live smartphones...
XOXO,
Marsha

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