Does it happen to you too?
You walk into your kitchen, with a clear intention and … blank. I bet I am not the only one. Retracing a few steps usually helps, or, in extreme circumstances returning to the point of origin of your thought (if you can remember THAT) should do the trick. Too bad if you have a big house and your kitchen is in the left wing and you find yourself at the bottom of the estate by the pool.
No such problem in my compact size apartment.
Likely, you will look inside your fridge and stare for a while.
Should we blame our memory with holes like Emmental cheese (emMENTAL!) or it is simply because we get distracted by million other things going on in our heads and around our heads? I don’t know. Maybe it’s a convenient combination of both elements with a dash of dizziness, early onset of Alzheimer and dementia. I should not joke about such things, I should focus on what I am doing instead.
Today, when we spend more time online than ever before, we (I think) have taken the “what have I come here for?” (accompanied by vigorous chin scratching) to a new level.
The path to online oblivion and weird and wonderful sites where we had no intention going is a winding one. It leads us away from our intentions and procrastination blossoms. But it’s all so INTERESTING! Exactly. But... I got distracted. Looking for how you call a word that contains another word (like emMENTAL)... It seems that it could be called a Kangaroo word but sites of different origins suggest that it's only a word which carries another word of the same meaning without mixing up any of the letters. Unless you are mental about cheese I don't think it applies. I digress....
How can I suddenly be looking at the list of best 25 countries to live in when I initially started with a reply to an e-mail relating to food photography? Why am I looking at the worst haircuts ever inflicted upon children by their parents or ponder over which 5 vegetables could burn my stomach fat - with no effort or exercise, of course!? Why? Click baiting is the most evil thing on the internet and it takes us away from our intentions. But even as simple task as adding a link to your e-mail can steer you away from your intended direction. It’s suddenly dark outside, your tea is cold and that e-mail is still sitting there, waiting to be finished and sent. And I am still to draft a note to my parers who think I have long ago perished, having been eaten by a crocodile in the jungle. Yes, that's their vision of Cambodia.
Facebook is even worse. It sucks us in and drags us face first (Coincidence? I think not!) through the perfect, wonderful, colourful and successful lives of all our friends, leaving us feeling empty inside, disappointed with our own lack of achievements. Time to remedy that, so you post your bit about the next holiday (guilty), the food you have eaten (guilty), the funny quirks of your cat (guilty), who also has her own facebook page (guilty) and you’re spiralling downward into the black hole fast. Then your friends come online and you chat (guilty), gossip (guilty) and time is running out - the days are short, life is short! It’s even shorter when we spend it online because we slouch, forget to breathe, hide indoors away from fresh air (OK, this one does’t apply to Cambodia) and forget how to interact with human beings.
I have once deleted my Facebook account. Gasp! Yes, for whole 3 months. It was the most refreshing thing I have ever done and I felt free. There were no messages, no annoyingly perfect lives of others and no knowing what was going on until a human friend actually told you face to face or over the phone.
Then I came back. Facebook is an important tool for my photography business and staying connected with the world which is not immediately around me. Lately, it has become more a business tool than a teenage hangout. I don’t know where teenagers hang out because a/ I am not a teenager b/ I wouldn’t want to be and c/ I don’t care.
“I am not on Facebook” still raises eyebrows but I think we are more tolerant to the thought that it all may end one day and we will most likely just get a chip implanted into our brain, never leave our beds, only eat vegetables that make us thin, communicate through thought only and dream of what it would be like to live in one of those amazing places - like Siem Reap for instance.
anna bella betts
Never still, always on the move, looking for the perfect capture... Cambodia is currently my home, presenting endless opportunities....
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