It’s hard being the old person who doesn’t want to be part of the new wave of technologies. The younger folk see me as old and relevant and maybe I am. As a fifty-seven year old mother, of two grown children, who has returned to college, I am reminded every day how out of touch I am becoming. My fellow classmates are younger than my children. These young people are amazed that the major feature on my cell phone is that it rings. I have never texted, and don’t plan to. If I need to talk to anyone that quickly I will just call them. I think texting was invented by someone who wanted to talk during class undetected. I find it humorous that my fellow classmates spend more time checking their phones and texting, then listening to the instructor.
We seem to have lost the ability to relax, to stop and smell the roses. We don’t daydream anymore. It’s seen as a waste of time. As an artist day dreaming is essential. When I have a problem with a project, daydreaming allows my mind to wander, to declutter. When I go through this process the solution always presents itself. It is also good for your health keeping blood pressure low.
I love to read. Today there always seems to be technology blaring at us. How often do we just sit and read a book. No TV to watch or CD blaring at us, just lying on the couch, book in hand, letting yourself be carried away by the story you are reading. Another perfect way to relax, forget work or whatever problems you may be facing, at least, for a little while.
One of the other things that puzzles me is our need to always be plugged into something. We always need to be listening to music, answering a phone, or surfing the World Wide Web 24/7. In the past people walking down the street talking to themselves was considered to be crazy, not today. I think a good investment for the next generation would be in hearing aids.
Technology is here to stay. I have embraced some of it, while leaving most for the younger generation. I know they look at me as a dinosaur. I just smile. One day their children and grandchildren will be wondering why they don’t want to drive one of the new flying cars, or buy a robot that will do the housework for them. The more things change, the more they stay the same.