I'm feeling more disconnected than ever. The more connected I am, the more fragmented I become. Bits and pieces of me are strewn about. I can't keep track. But it's not about me and my stuff. It's more about everything that I try to track. There's so much that I feel obligated to absorb that it's difficult to concentrate. Too much information dulls the senses.
I miss shared experiences. We're all grasping for bits and pieces of attention. Either for ourselves or for the work we do. If you work online, your job is to attain a slice of mind share from everyone that passes by. We're all competing for the same attention and there's only so much to go around.
This is why I miss shared experiences. Major and mass cultural events that bring us all together. A march on Washington, a moon landing, the bicentennial, Star Wars, King Tut... I don't know... Pop Rocks. A revolution. The "I remember where I was" moments. Even a war... oh yeah. The more distractions the less we can focus. The less we focus the more that escapes us.
The paradox of choice. I don't like it. But I feel helpless to do anything about it. I want to change the world, but I'm afraid no one will pay attention.