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Writer's pictureannie wheat

this was written on an iPhone on the toilet

we are the most connected

and the most alone

you can say I love you

from three continents away

do you think we lost the art

of thinking for ourselves?

weather

what to wear

how to interview for a job

It’s a Google away

Even Shazam is gone

Because everyone listens to Spotify now

and we never do not know.

there is no guessing

or waiting for an answer.

AI can make your playlists

“morning mellow cowboy coffee by the park trail”

It’s specific and feels personal

but isn’t AI the opposite of personal?

maybe it’s the culmination of human learning

maybe it’s the complete destruction of human driven analysis

can it be both?

I am afraid I’m losing the art

of thinking for myself

But even worse,

What if I never had it?

Too many cell phones and smart TVs

Alexa, Siri, Chat gpt

If I’m confused

And want to look something up

I pick up my phone

If I am sad

And want to commiserate, complain

I pick up my phone

If I am elated

And want to share

I pick up my phone

When did you last scream outside

Or open a book?

What about opening a book outside?


Have you gone to the bathroom without your phone recently?

It’s a harder urge to resist than it should be.


Maybe all our connections are weaker because we have developed some expectation to garner a response from others each time we do anything. I can contact any one I desire, from miles away, my parents, college friends, an ex - any one of them, an old platoon sergeant. I have 1,275 contacts in my iPhone, 1,100 Facebook friends. Ive deleted and re-made my Instagram account no less than 5 times in the last four years because I can’t bare to let too many people know the inner details of my life, and then without it, I can’t bare to not share those same details. I can call, text or message anyone I’ve ever met long enough to get their number. And even that statement isn’t true- I can contact anyone that I can connect with on social media- regardless if they ever wanted to hear from me again- or vice versa. It’s a never ending game of self destructive comparisons, yearning affirmations. Throw a happy birthday in there and we are connected, right? There’s a lack of understanding life without instant answers and quick replies. So what do we do about it?


I think it starts with no phones on the toilet.

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