Logging Out

Logging Out

I used to read. A lot.

I would keep a paperback book in my purse so I could pick up wherever I left off on whatever book I was currently reading. I would read a few pages at a restaurant while waiting for our reservation to be ready.  If I got to my workout class early and had a few minutes to kill in the car, I would open my book. And plane rides!? Oh boy! It wasn’t matter of if I would read or not, it was  matter of how many books I could fit in my carry-on because all I would do on the flight – and the ensuing vacation – was read.

But then, something changed.

All the in-between time I spent reading books was slowly replaced over time. While in line at the grocery store, I started pulling my phone out of my purse and idly scrolling. Before bed I would check my apps only to put the phone down and habitually check them again.  And the very worst? At a quick stoplight I pick up my phone to get a quick hit digital dopamine. Ugh.

So recently, I decided to change.

On the Friday before Memorial Day weekend I logged out of every app on my phone. Knowing that this holiday weekend was typically full of oversharing online, I knew it was the perfect weekend to take it completely offline. I did not scroll. I did not swipe. I did not stare. Without all of the social my phone was just that – a phone and was only needed to make a call or send a quick text to confirm plans with friend. What a novel idea!

And guess what happened when I stayed off my phone all weekend? I read an entire book.

I now log out regularly to keep me from the digital distraction and put me in the present moment and back in front of more books.