I don't know if it's the fact that I'm getting older (I've now survived 38 years on the planet) or the constant exposure to screens in my life or the overwhelming disposability and superficiality of nearly everything in this world, but I can feel my ability to think creatively or critically slowly beginning to slip away. I've tried my best to combat the cell phone addiction that's rampaged across this country over the last ten years, but even I have a smart phone now. Don't worry; it's not that smart. Even so, I find myself checking all the usual suspects like Facebook and Twitter once a day despite there not being anything particularly new or useful to be found on any of them. It's a world of information and entertainment overload, only hardly any of the information matters.
Ironically, my solution for all of this is to re-open the Amber Tower for business. Sorry in advance for overloading you instead, dear readers, but there's something about the act of putting words together in a coherent fashion that does something for your brain that nothing else can. Even if no one's still watching for updates on this blog or ever reads what I have to say, it'll be good for me and that's what I need right now.