The spaces in between (or, filling the gaps)
I think I know why I love my phone now -- for the same reason I liked my Nintendo DS (which now collects dust under my bed): Because it fills those little gaps in my day: the bus stop, waiting in line, stopping at a bench to rest.
I used to play Mario Kart. Now I read the news. Or email. Or some other game. Or read Twitter. Or take a picture.
I feel more efficient, somehow. The quality I've always strived for.
I haven't legitimately felt bored for a while. Odd feeling.
I used to play Mario Kart. Now I read the news. Or email. Or some other game. Or read Twitter. Or take a picture.
I feel more efficient, somehow. The quality I've always strived for.
I haven't legitimately felt bored for a while. Odd feeling.