Daddy, can I have your phone?, she asked.
“I’d like to play my games”, she went onto explain.
We were sat there in the car, within Sainsburys carpark, and I decided just to pass over my phone.
I could have said no. But I wanted a quieter life.
As I repositioned myself in the car, I realised what this meant.
No Kindle access.
And I stopped.
I did nothing but think.
I managed to think about thoughts that I decided to think. Not what my little black mirror told me to think about.
I heard someone talk awhile back how “doing nothing” was once scheduled into our lives…. waiting for public transport… walking to work… standing around waiting for people… This time naturally gave people a chance to think and process what was happening in their lives. This was argued as a reason for an increase in people having problems with stress… anxiety… sleeping…
Maybe we just don’t like being bored.
But we’re surprised when our kids complain about being bored.
Perhaps, it would help us all out if we were all a little bit bored at times?