At Starbucks, it’s interesting to eavesdrop the conversations. “My teacher don’t teach right.” “My husband can’t do it.” “What we gonna do later.”
There’s an intense interest in the doing of things –
But underneath a bored, suffocated detachment from the actual thing itself.
We are furiously invested in our earthly engagements – but very quick to disengage when we lose interest. Which happens quickly.
We are choked out by a massively soul-demanding schedule pulled in all directions. We live in a swirling mass of deadlines, phone calls, papers, drama, bills, health, family, good news, bad news.
We have to react to these things, press buttons, return calls, mediate, never hesitate.
None of this intense detachment is our fault — because making a lot of passionate noise is often all that makes sense to us.