Last Sunday was one of the perfect fall days in New York City that will make you forget all the reasons This city is driving you crazy and falling in love with it all over again. So, I left my phone at home, and nine-year-old Anton and I took a bike ride. We hit the cobbled streets and passed couples playing cards on picnic blankets. We stopped at the lemonade market, then drank it On the seat facing the water.
He was very charming. But something strange kept happening.
Every now and then, my hand would mindlessly reach into my bag and stumble around looking for my phone, before I remember it wasn’t there. I didn’t even Wants My phone, my hands are accustomed to this periodic hold. How often do I pull this thing? I started wondering. And what do I miss when I do?
From our park bench, I looked around: Anton’s blond hair was wavy in the wind. Baby stood, stomach forward, watching her mother blow bubbles. Two young men rode their bikes, one without using his hands! A blue ferry was flowing down the East River, and the sun’s rays made the waves sparkle.
Navigator tying his shoes.
I remembered New York Times interview With Cartoonist Linda Barry – Have You Read It? And this story was told:
“I have a friend who is a writer. No matter what we do or who’s around him, he’s on his phone. We were sitting in the parking lot, and there was a guy who came out in this full orc costume with a shield. I thought I wouldn’t say anything. Let’s see if my friend was looking.” The man went right by – and he was outside the hotel – he tried to go through a revolving door. There’s all this ba bump ba bump, and if my friend had looked up, he would have seen the orc go by! But he didn’t look! Then I told him later, and he said: “It didn’t happen!” It just so happened! So something shuts you off from the world you are in – I mean, I can be on TikTok all night. I keep deleting this app because I love it so much. But something pulls you out of your environment, you pay Too much. You miss ORC.”
This fall, as much as possible, I’m inspired to turn off my phone, put in a drawer, and soak up the world. Maybe I will read Poetry and books (this Looks great). I will admire my sweet boys who walk around. And you find freckles on my leg that Alex says look like the Big Dipper. And maybe stare into space?
Because, frankly, seeing the world is a wonderful thing. “I am so happy to look,” says artist David Hockney. “I mean, I can look at a little puddle on a road in Yorkshire and get rain on it and think it’s cool.”
Don’t be those guys!