I use the Pocket app to hold onto articles I to want read later when I can give them my complete attention. But sometimes when I go back “to see what’s in my Pocket,” I can’t recall why I saved some things. Whatever interested me in the first place is gone. In those moments, I have a little struggle and need to remind myself: I don’t need to read every word. Move on. It’s okay.
It’s okay not to read everything.
It’s okay not to read posts that don’t interest me.
It’s okay not to read everyone’s Facebook updates.
It’s okay not to respond to everyone’s updates. It doesn’t mean I don’t like the person anymore.
It’s okay not to read every tweet.
It’s okay not to read every book and I certainly don’t have the capacity to read every book.
It’s all okay. It truly is. But you weren’t waiting for my permission, were you?
These are crazy times. There isn’t time or energy to process what happens before something else comes along. It can feel like an assault, the constant barrage.
I want to stay in-the-know, sure, but I don’t need to read everything. I don’t need to listen to everything. And I don’t need to be the first to know hardly anything. I will survive not being the first to know.
Breaking news is like a train.
If you miss one, another will be along shortly.
I file these thoughts under “Self-Preservation.”