A crazy experiment

0In Miami, it’s all neon lights and scooters, waking me up with her electric blue flashes and small engines. The clouds move in at midday, every day, just in time for a lunch I’m too stuffed to eat.

The Art Deco district feels reminiscent of someplace I’ve never been, like maybe Cuba; at the beach, our sunblock doesn’t work and seemingly everyone smokes. On the horizon of the ocean are massive, iron-and-slate fortresses that move slowly from left to right and right to left; languid sailboats with white sails that run too close to the shore for my liking. Oh, and the cruise ships; always the cruise ships, docked and departing and embarking and moving. It’s not the beach view I am used to. Here, I can’t imagine what’s across the water the way I can at home. There, I picture Ireland, geographically impossible Ireland, a holdover from when I was bad with maps.

(I am still bad at maps.)

0-1We took a tiny commuter plane home, flying over the barrier islands where I unsuccessfully looked for surfers. I had just finished reading a Hurricane Sandy article in the New Yorker, during which I cried, and I wondered which islands below us would be next, which blocks of Miami would eventually be underwater, how will we all deal with those inevitabilities.

Here’s a crazy experiment, though: go on vacation and turn off your phone. Try to retrain your brain so that when there’s a moment of silence at lunch, or you’re waiting in line for your iced coffee, instead of reaching into your pocket to see if anyone new has tweeted at you, just look around. Just see things you didn’t think to notice before. Just be.

This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

3 Responses to A crazy experiment

  1. Jen says:

    “The Art Deco district feels reminiscent of someplace I’ve never been” — I love this.

  2. Jillian says:

    Reminds me of the Lucy Calkins writing lesson I taught today. I can only imagine how much better off we would have been growing up under her spell…

  3. Laura Sibson says:

    I *love* this! And I’m irritated at WordPress that I didn’t get an instant message the moment you published it. Your imagery brings me right there. I was sitting next to you on the beach. Did you notice me? At any rate, I’ve been separate myself from my phone lately and it’s undeniably freeing. Thank you for the post.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <s> <strike> <strong>