We always want to be somewhere else
You’re with someone you haven’t seen in what feels like a lifetime. You miss this person. You’re excited to spend time with this person. But said person can’t seem to get off the phone.
This person wants to be somewhere else.
We’ve all been on both sides.
While watching TV, we find ourselves scrolling through Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat, wishing we were living a different life or at least wishing we were in a different place at that moment in time.
Take a picture of me while I pose next to this [fill in the blank], someone will say, while wanting everyone to see what he or she is doing rather than, you know, enjoying the moment.
In the middle of a conversation at an anticipated outing, someone will stop the conversation to take a picture or post a status update on Facebook.
At a lunch or dinner date, someone will pound away at a phone while chiming in with “right’s” and “yeah’s” to pretend like he or she is listening.
You’re at a bar with a friend, but you start to wish you were at a bar with some of your other friends from a different life.
You’re on vacation visiting your dad. Your favorite song comes on and you reach for your phone so you can send a video to your friends.
Some of these occurrences aren’t bad. It’s fine to live in the past from time to time.
We live in a weird time and world in which we can share a moment with someone who’s a thousand miles away.
At the same time, we’re constantly letting moments pass us by, whether it be from can’t-get-my-phone-out-of-my-hands syndrome or trying to recreate a memory that was during a time that was at a place that long ago passed.
We beg a friend to stay a little longer … for at least one more round of drinks.
We aren’t fully enjoying the moment — we’re already thinking of this person as gone.
I want to be in three different places at once — California, Indiana, and Colorado — and it’s affecting the way I live.
I want to be in California and chase a writing dream. I want to be with my dad in Indiana. But I also want to be in Colorado, a place I called home for the first 23 years of my life (or was it 24 … I’m starting to forget).
We can delete the social media networks and apps off our phones all we want. We can create eating games in which the person who touches his or her phone first has to pay for the entire meal. But we can’t help what we’re feeling.
It’s hard being a human.
We want to be somewhere else because we have a habit of romanticizing people, places, and things.
Unfortunately, life isn’t as simple as “you should just be happy,” “you need to be more grateful,” or “learn how to enjoy life and live in the moment.”
We all want to be happy and we all want to be more grateful and we all want to enjoy life and live in the moment.
We all deal with problems, though, and sometimes romanticizing and wishing we were somewhere else is how we cope.
I wish I could be more like a dog and appreciate people for who they are, not who I want them to be or for their potential. Dogs are the best in the business at enjoying the moment.
I can only hope that I will eventually be happy with myself because that’s where this quest of learning how to enjoy the moment begins.
If nothing else, that’s a good place to start.