If there was any object that would define me, it would be my iPhone.
Why? Because I’m forever on it. The iPhone is my link to everything and everyone. If you were to ask my friends, they would say the exact same thing. Whether I’m at home, work, church or out with my friends and family, I can guarantee you I am either looking at my phone every five minutes or on it for a good ten minutes before getting back into the action thats going on around me.
It’s a bad thing because I sometimes get so busy socializing with others via my phone that I forget about the world around me. I miss out on real moments because I’m focused on the current conversation I’m having with my friends elsewhere. I lose interest quickly so if I get bored with the real world I automatically revert to my iPhone to find entertainment elsewhere.
The sad reality of this is most of this generation is like this. The idea of self-promotion is so prevalent in today’s world that most try to figure out different ways to entertain the masses and some even define their self worth based on the number of followers or how much feedback they receive from what they post online.
WHOA! Ok back pedaling on the bunny trail I just took off on. My iPhone though >>>>> love of my life.
One second is all that was needed. An extra second to think about the consequences of what was about to be said. There was no thought put into the words that went into the chat that was going on.
Forgetting there was a difference in perception and not everyone’s views are the same, there were things shared that should’ve been kept a secret. Then again, what good are secrets? When they come out, they hurt more than being told at that very moment. What if the person never finds out though? Is the risk really worth it?
Lets rewind to that “sweet like honey” night that led to the “sour like vinegar” mischief…
He said “I can make you stop for 15 seconds. If I’m successful, I get to throw away your drink”. The invitation was received in less than a second. There was no thought that went into the consequences of the challenge let alone the contents of it. The challenge that tasted like sweet honey, which turned into sour vinegar as it digested.
He had failed the challenge, but those 4-5 seconds of sweet honey tasting lips was the open door. It was sweet venom. Like poison, it infected every nerve and numbed all thought processes. The thrill was real. The reality of it all after the deed was done was like watching a horror film. The girl is dead, but the viewer is still thinking “Stupid girl, why didn’t you just get out while you had the chance?”
One second makes all the difference in the world. An extra second to think of the consequences of an action or words could be all you need to change the outcome of a situation. If only we could take seconds back, there would be less regrets but not enough learning experiences. Not enough “honey before the vinegar” to learn the lesson that its better to deal with the vinegar so the honey can help it go down smoother. Like Mary Poppins said,
“Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.”