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Might as Well Face It, You’re Addicted to L…ooking at Your Phone

Hi My Little Sweetheart Darlings,

I’ve come to face the fact that I am a slave to my iPhone.

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I meditate, I read books about spiritual consciousness and  ego, I take probiotics, I DO IT ALL. Yet still, when I see other people craned over their phones I think, Huha! Thank God that’s not me!   … and it is absolutely, 100% me.

Every night to wind down, I think about climbing onto my bed to meditate and then get under the covers to read for bit. In reality, I climb onto my bed, think about meditating for five minutes, decide to skip it and get under my covers to read, take out my phone  and look at it for two hours instead, decide I’m finished and pick up the book and fall asleep with the book on my face three sentences later.

I talk about how great meditation and stillness is while I’m still holding my phone a millimeter away from my eyeballs. I move from post to post from app to app and if the first thing doesn’t entertain me, then I know there are literally millions of videos, pictures, tweets, I could look through to preoccupy my thoughts from focusing on my very own mortality. I think it’s also the reason going to the movie theaters seems like an a laborious task. What if the movie is boring? YOU MEAN I HAVE TO SIT THERE AND WATCH IT INSTEAD OF FLIPPING THROUGH 500 THINGS THAT MAY POSSIBLY NUMB ME INTO THINKING I’M NOT BORED. Even while writing this post, I’ve looked at four different articles, opened Facebook three separate times, bought $144 worth of clothes off NastyGal, and made myself an ice cream.

Holy Christ.

There are so many things I want to do. I have a giant coloring pad the size of a mini-fridge with all the goals I want to meet with writing and comedy written on it. If I lived without my phone like I did in middle school, coming home, watching Garfield & Friends, then coloring or drawing or singing or dancing to Brandy alone in my room, I’d most likely be cranking out projects at a much higher rate or consistency.

I did join a few writing groups, mostly women, and every day at least 5-10 people share all the great essays or articles they have published all over the place. Despite having a few things published, seeing other people do it demystifies the process for me and dispels the fear that the writing biz is washed up. If you write it, they will publish. 

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The challenge now is to put into practice what I think about doing which shutting off my goddamn phone for five minutes and creating something that people may benefit from.

If you haven’t listened to the Pete Holmes podcast “You Made it Weird” with Garry Shandling as the guest, I suggest you find the time. Garry nails it by explaining that yeah, we say all these thousands of heartfelt mantras and quotes, but Jesus Christ, you have to LIVE by what they say instead of just reading them and being like, “Yeah! I get it!”

Now the sneaking feeling that I’m being unproductive it setting in. I’m going to go do overkill and try to work on ten different projects at once, burn out, and be mad at myself for not finishing anything and look at my phone for four hours. Hehe!

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Okay my dears, smoochsmoochsmooch bye143.

 

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The Three Most Important Songs

Crapcakes this is a hard question. Day 3 of the Writing 101 prompt. 

What are the 3 most important songs to me and what do they mean to you?

I have a list in my phone of the songs I LOVE and are go-to songs for when I feel great or what I feel like shit. But thinking about what songs are most important to me is difficult. I might even come back and edit this post if I remember a song that’s significant.

1) Losing My Religion, R.E.M- This song has always been a favorite of my mom and I. I think of her when I hear it, but it has a deeper meaning for me. Before I knew she loved it, I heard it and thought it was a perfect song. I was a sensitive kid and it transferred over to being a sensitive teenager which transferred over to me being a sensitive, semi-functional pre-adult. I would say young adult but I found a couple white hairs the other day. I’ve been overdramatic and lovesick since the 1st grade and this song makes me flap my arms around and also crumble with sadness, which to me, is a perfect combination. 

2) Aerith’s Theme, Nobuo Uematsu- This song is the reason I begged for the violin I never played once I got it. My brother played the Final Fantasy games and I loved watching. I was first taken with Tifa’s theme in FFVII. As KaZaA and LimeWire infected our family GateWay moo-moo computer, I tried downloading Tifa’s theme and ended up getting the orchestrated version off the Advent Children soundtrack. Now that I had that song riddled with malware, I decided to downloaded ALL the songs off the Advent Children soundtrack. I heard Aerith’s Theme and it was game over. *silently stares at you* GET IT?! *snorts*. Sorry. But this song is nothing short of an emotional and spiritual experience. There’s a sweet sadness to it but also a crazy build that, as cliche as it sounds, makes my chest swell as the song grows. It also brought one of my great friends and I together. Sophomore year of college I had gone to the aquarium and taken video of all the fish and a big turtle. Back when I knew how to manipulate video on a PC, I edited the footage together and added Aerith’s Theme as the background music. I posted it to Facebook and my friend saw it (I’m not sure how, I think it was through a mutual friend and back then you friended EVERYONE on Facebook, regardless if you knew them or not). We started talking about our mutual love and Nobuo Uematsu and here we are, BUDS five years later. So, great song 143.

And yes, if you were wondering, I did get the game version of Tifa’s theme AND a piano version, for good measure. 

3) Crap, I don’t know! I only get 3? How about 5? Maybe 10? Fine, thanks for the Sophie’s Choice here, Daily Post.

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3) The Promise, When in Rome- This is a wildcard that may get changed if I realize I’ve made a horrible mistake. This is one of those songs that if I hear it at a restaurant or in a bar, I want to climb on a table and tell everyone to shut up because I want to hear it and cry. I love 80s pop songs along the same vein, e.g. Hold Me Now by the Thompson Twins and Head Over Heels by Tears for Fears, but this is the king of them all. I first heard it at the end of Napoleon Dynamite and I was shocked I hadn’t heard of it before then. Again, it’s sad yet has an upbeat, arm flailing, chest clenching rhythm. Every time I hear it, I get emotional and what to play it 300 more times. It’s on hear because god dammit, I love it, and that makes it important enough.

 

Honorable Mentions:

You Turn Me On, Joni Mitchell- I love singing to this song. It’s breezy and goes by way too quickly that I have to play it a few times in row to feel satisfied. 

The Twin Peaks Theme Song, Angelo Badalamenti- Over the winter I watched Twin Peaks for the first time. It’s adhered itself to my soul. 

 

I’m interested in seeing what other participants of Writing 101 say. Time to do some snooping on your blogs.

ciao, creepy crullers.

❤ Lo

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