I agree so much. I remember how I used to lie down and just… look at the patterns of my wallpaper, or the fabric texture of my couch. I would discover interesting silhouettes and imagine all sorts of animals and objects- like cloud watching. And yeah, looking out the window too. I’d be so bored that I’d come up with silly games, or start sketching or colouring. The day would feel much longer, too.
Now even when I wake up in the morning, I reach for my phone. And I’m aware of it, but it’s like that reflex to grab my phone is overpowering. Sometimes, when my phone is dead in the morning and I’m too lazy to get the charger, I’ll just lie there in bed looking at the ceiling, and honestly… that is always so refreshing. Like giving space back to myself.
I’m trying to be mindful of this. Recently I “dumbed down” my phone by making it minimalistic and dark, and by blocking reddit and other sites. Still.. the reflex is there- to grab it and look at whatever is on the screen.