On the train, street and even school, I would look at my peers but they all would have their heads buried in their smartphones. They are working down the streets and their ears are plugged with headphones, driving down the lane and their cars are booming with loud music and whenever they get the chance, they text.
What happened to listening to birds singing or reading a book? The nostalgia for the natural world is real. With spring hailed by the high degrees of pollen in the atmosphere, the warm temperature that melted all the snow and the switch from the cone of scarves and thick jacket to flat and short sleeves, the world outside is endearing, beautiful but artificially populated.I would wake up in the morning, not to the sun rays creeping into my room but to the shadow cast by the tall building beside my house. I can really appreciate the golden horizon of the sunset because there are telephone wires infiltrating the perfect skyline and buildings obstructing the distant view.
Well is not like it will really be missed since no one bothers with nothing but the LCD lighted scre
ens of technology. Nature’s nemesis.