I have a roommate that is always glued to her phone screen and I’m not exaggerating that in the slightest. She is always staring down at her screen. Always. If I try to have a conversation with her it usually goes like this: I’ll ask her a question and it will either go in one ear or out the other, she’ll be silent for a moment or two before eventually looking up and asking me to repeat myself or she’ll respond without ever looking up. All of these reactions make me feel unimportant, silly and irrelevant. I’m not even important enough for her to look up from her phone? “But Libby,” you say, “you’re just being dramatic.” That’s not the first time I’ve been told that so maybe you’re right, I mean, she must be doing something really important on her phone and that’s why she’s ignoring me, right?
As I currently write this I enter hour three of staring at my cursor blink… blink… blink on an empty Word document. It’s hypnotic at this point and convinces me that a quick scroll through Twitter will help me think of ideas. However, that “quick” scroll becomes half an hour and I forget that I still have an empty document waiting for the next great blog post to be written on it. Admitting you have a problem is the first step to overcoming it and I am not afraid to admit that social media might have a slight control over my life. Continue reading Out of Focus