How fantastically great and rare it is to immerse ourselves in something (a job, a concert, our art) that removes the friction of anxiety and doubt?
The plethora of digital choice impedes the aura of experience and human connection.
With so much stimuli, it’s easy to miss the pleasures of a laughing flower, the beauty of a beat-making bird, or the random conversation with a stranger recapping a sports event the night before.
Even the smallest observation or ephemeral conversation can make us feel alive.
Sometimes it’s the goddamn screens and routines that get in the way.
It’s unhuman to be too distracted or sober.