It’s possible that the act of taking a picture has such appeal because it manages to do several opposing things at once—I am allowed to pet the phone, to let the phone flatter me with its news, to let the phone mediate reality for me, and also to see what is going on around me and bear witness to a moment in my children’s lives, even if I am seeing it on-screen. To mitigate this, I often shoot blind, like firing a gun at the hip while I look directly at the action.

We are blind to reality, losing our memory to the obsession of digital capture. Snap back into reality by deliberately putting the phone aside. Live it, let it be a brain memory only. That’s how magical stories get passed along. The truth is sometimes better forgotten, the story hyperbolized.

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By Wells Baum

Wells Baum is a daily blogger who writes about Life & Arts. He's also the author of and four books.