Peeking at life, three inches from the screen. It’s the possibility that it may show us something captivating that keeps our eyeballs alive.
Even with robotic intervention, we’re glued to that rectangular glow. There’s enough variety in the repetition to keep us hooked.
But what happens when we willfully want to get away?
We struggle to bend our attention back into focus. When a thousand websites and apps are talking to us screaming for clicks, we lose understanding of ourselves.
Consumption drains identities so that we can no longer be ourselves. The physical and psychological spaces are limited, that is until we make the first move to get out.