I walked out to the park the other day without my iPhone and I felt free for the first time in months.I've only had an iPhone for two years,a cell phone for six years,and I haven't worn a watch since high school so I first noticed that I'd left the smartphone at home when I went to check the time.
I was a late adopter of cell phones.I was annoyed but resigned to clerks in stores ignoring me to talk to friends or on the phone,but I disliked the fact that even standing next to a friend,I was now second to any random acquaintance who happened to call him up.And that was before smartphones or苹果beplaymeant that the link toworkor social contact was continuous rather than occasional.
I finally succumbed to the lure of mobile telephony because my wife was nine months pregnant and I thought we ought to be in touch in case she needed me urgently.It was a pressing need.I updated to the iPhone because I wanted to be able to take photos of my growing family and check my email from home while I was with them without shlepping my laptop and aggravating my aching back.That was also a good move and allowed me to spend more time at home (and my back to recover).
The internet is designed to be generally addictive and personally enticing.It's a gateway to vast quantities of useful information and my devices,like yours,are set up to find the things I find especially necessary at the touch of a button.Anywhere,anytime.But it's a creeping tool and I find myself holding my iPhone to take a picture of my girls and then lingering,likeGollumwith his precious ring,on my email or latest sports news.
I didn't stop wearing a watch because I no longer needed to be punctual,but because I didn't need to be ruled by the time.The iPhone can free me to spend time with my family,but that time needs also to be free of the iPhone.