I have a
confession to make, dear reader.
I lied ever so slightly in the first rambling. If you recall, I claimed somewhere in it that every hour I spend sitting at the computer I spend productively. Which I in fact do not. Half of the time, I barely do anything productive at all on the computer, let alone off it.
My mother was right. I was letting the machine control me too much. I was focusing too much on things I wanted to do rather than things I needed to do. The realization didn’t fully hit me until a few days ago - by way of my mother giving me a phone call, no less. And I regret not listening to her earlier.
That’s about all I can think to say about the matter. My mind is blank after writing a mere three paragraphs. Sometimes, though, keeping it short is for the best. Sometimes, you don’t need to be excessively detailed.
So I suppose I’ll leave it at that.