As I sit here at gate E7, it's fascinating to see how technology has changed us. There are glowing signs reading "Recharge Here," below which are outlets to power mobile devices. Most everyone is looking at a screen, and I am no exception.
Lorine and Lionel, two of the other four students traveling with me,
are also not an exception.
I went on a spiritual, theatrical road trip this past summer with a group called New Wine. We performed a play in churches, slept in the churches in which we performed, and then drove to another church the next day. On the trip (which was to Santa Fe, New Mexico and back) I tended to stick to my phone and to myself. I didn't talk to others as much as I should have. I suffer from social anxiety, even though I believe I'm an extrovert. People charge me up and I hate being lonely. The thing is, when I try to talk to others there's a solid wall of worry that keeps me from approaching them.
We are so disconnected these days, yet the world is smaller because we are connected. It's strange how often things contradict themselves. I suppose reality isn't all that focused; it's just a jumbled mess of events. Reality is so complex and deep that we make things up when we remember; we don't really remember. We try to accurately recreate what has happened to us.
Thusly, I am writing this blog. I don't want to forget. I want to write things as they happen, when they are fresh in my mind. I want to step out of my comfort zone (as if I haven't already). I want to try new things like actually going up and talking to people and not waiting for them to approach me.
...speaking of waiting, our second flight still doesn't have a gate. The plane starts boarding in half an hour. It'll be fun to see how this turns out.
Cool.
