There was an article on last Sunday’s NYT about our collective addiction to distraction. Here it is if you haven’t seen it. And here is my tip; It is time to worry if several of your dreams come in text form or screen shot format. I am not kidding. There have been times that I dream in feed, and none of you can be more judgmental or as mortified as I am. As much as I missed wifi while in Uttarkashi, I was able to notice a more pleasant cadence to my thoughts and mussings, less choppy, less urgent, more calm. I am going to start a screen detox beginning this afternoon when I convince my sweetheart to join me and shut down his lifeline to keeping track of his job while on his long birthday weekend in New Orleans. I will take food porn shots to share later because I promised.