The parallels are staggering. Icarus (with his wings of wax) and I (with my smartphone). Both Icarus and I were given the tools to soar high beyond what unassisted human potential could accomplish on it’s own. Well, we all know how well that went.
I’ve deleted the Facebook and Instagram apps. I’ve set a half-hour social media time limit for the remaining apps, and I’ve disabled youtube and twitter when not on Wifi. So, basically, I’ve stripped most of the functionality out of my smartphone. I’ve also turned the screen’s nightshift on 100% of the time, so it’s sorta ugly to look at anyways.
What I now have is a phone (except I really hate talking on the phone) and a GPS with live traffic tracking (which is pretty much the only reason I have a smartphone).
I gotta say- I’m not missing it! EXCEPT on the odd day (like today) where for some reason I accidentally use up all my time limits within the first half hour of being awake, because now I’m just holding a brick all day long on the off chance that someone needs to get ahold of me. Bah!
GO GO MACH ROCKET SHEEP! 