Do I Have Your Full Attention?

“Mr. Zuckerberg, do I have your full attention?”

“No.”

The Social Network

When was the last time you gave your full attention to something?

(Yes, I’m aware that quote has little or no relevance to what I’m saying, but does it really matter? Something strikes you, your mind races, then suddenly an interesting quote in a movie you were just watching has you blogging for the first time in 6 months…)

But when was the last time you truly, honestly gave something your full attention. I know you aren’t giving this blog post your full attention… I don’t think I’ve ever given something I read online my full attention. I mean, my fullest of attentions. It’s simply not possible.

Phones, buzzing, pop-ups, TV static, blah, blah, blah. Constant. In your head. Over and over and over again. Giving something my full attention these days is like trying to look away during the final battle of Avengers: Endgame. It’s just not possible.

But some things need our full attention. There are certain things I do where I need to be fully engaged the entire time. No texts. No instagram.

I’m going to be fully present in what I do for the next month. Obviously, that’s an unachievable goal (even thinking about the goal while doing something else would, by definition, be breaking the rules), but it’s a standard I can get closer and closer to.

I know in my head that technology has its faults. I know how addicting phones and TV can be, and I know how bad it is to become addicted. I even think I’ve written about that on this blog. Yet I feel the pull. I feel it calling. Almost impossible to resist.

It’s as strong as anything I’ve ever felt. It feels near impossible to quit Instagram, even though I’m probably more aware than most how Instagram can harm you. I’ve read books about it. I feel it every day.

And yet….

I continue, convincing myself that I’ll only use Instagram to post. I’ll only use it to promote. How is that any better? That’s actually worse.


And now it seems I find myself wandering down a worn path of random thoughts. How I arrived, I don’t know. All I know is whatever it is I’m writing about now isn’t what I set out to write about.

But that’s the problem, I guess…

It’s not that I didn’t have a topic at the onset, it’s that I didn’t give it my full attention.

It seems I never do.


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