I’m starting to think that texting is evil.
It is something that we’ve all become accustomed to as well as an addiction.
It detracts from the here and now, taking our attention from those around us, driving, the beauty of what is happening here and now.
I miss phone calls when I can hear the emotion behind the statement… for that matter I miss face to face conversations. Enjoying the evening and expressing eye to eye.
It is far to easy to hide behind typed words.
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And too many misinterpretations of what you are trying to convey can happen because they can not hear the tone of your voice or a look in your eyes. I feel heartfelt discussions are better left to phone calls or in person.