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I Love yet Loath Technology



When I’m trying to remember a history fact or need to know what song is playing on the radio I’m so glad my friend, Siri, is always with me.  I don’t suggest you use it to cheat in Trivial Pursuit, that just takes the fun out of the game and isn’t the point of playing games to have fun?  Well, if it’s a game you enjoy it is fun. There are some games out there I just can’t stand to play. And that’s okay; not every game is for everyone!
Also, not a fan of paper maps. I’m so grateful for this age where google maps is ready and available to get me where I need to go or redirect me if I find myself lost. It’s comforting, actually. This is the part of technology I  love. 
However, it saddened me the other day to see two girls sitting across the table from each other at the local Potbelly only paying attention to their iPhones.  I don’t mean to judge... perhaps they were looking up directions or letting their parents know their plan by checking in!  I sadly do not think this was the case. It was over 40 minutes of non communication between the two. Which is fine. We all like our quiet moments but when you intentionally go to lunch with someone I don’t think quiet time is what you had in mind. 
This is the part of technology I loath.  
When I was in high school we talked and laughed with each other across the table. We threw pickles at each other and at the mirrors in the restaurant and yes; we sometimes got thrown out!  My point being, we communicated and told each other what was going on in our lives face to face; not through Facebook. I’m so tired from reading everyone’s highlight reel. What about that is real?  Bad things happen to good people. It happens to us all. Facebook sometimes makes life look better in someone else’s house. Don’t buy it!  We all struggle!
I wish we could somehow go back in time and keep the good parts of technology and remove what is hurtful or just not working for our good as a race. 

Technology; can’t “love” with it....can’t live without it!

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