In Constant Motion
I laugh at myself.
I have a half-open book on my left, my cellphone removed from its case at my right, my computer open and my internet divided into 6 windows – my gmail, my blog, my bank, the latest topic I am researching, paypal and a website that I liked. Another open window is the company Lotus Notes, alerting me through a tiny beep from time to time that I have new mail and that I must open it asap.
My surrounding gives me the appearance of being busy, or always being in constant motion. Productivity. When I stopped just now, I find that my brain is betraying me because it is still thinking of other things to do. It is still “doing” (or wants to).
Have we lost the art of not doing anything (in the literal sense of the word)?… Wait, does it even exist?
Because even if we are at rest, we are not.