Last night I went to bed early to read for a while.
Only I didn't pick up my book I picked up my phone. Two hours later as the hands of the clock passed midnight I looked up. I had played my word puzzle game, I had caught up with Instagram and I had had 'a quick look at TikTok' ... I hadn't read my book at all.
This morning as I woke up I pondered this straight away.
What a waste of time ... it had left me unfulfilled, dissatisfied and with little flashes of light in my eyes rather than a satisfying turning down of a corner and happy putting down of a book. So before I had even cleaned my teeth or put the kettle on, I sat up in bed and uninstalled most of the time wasters from my phone, I had unfollowed people and companies on Facebook that constantly send me messages and I put my book in a prominent place ready for tonight.
Tonight I will read about the family that sold all their belongings and bought a barge to cruise up and down the canals making jewellery and enriching their children's lives, and I won't turn the light off wondering why somebody would film a little clip for TikTok of 'a brave person' rescuing a little drowning puppy as it's mother ran up and down the side of the deep water panicking ... while they filmed it and did nothing at all to help.
Heading back to simplicity one uninstall at a time.