I’m working on something new – taking a break from social media in the mornings. The mornings are when I’m my most creative. It’s when I can easily get into the flow and write, but I’ve been sabotaging them by reaching for my phone the moment I wake up. Before I’ve even left my bed, I’m sifting through page after page of Instagram and Facebook updates. I don’t get caught up much on Twitter anymore, but I still find myself checking it a couple of times a day, which is also the same with LinkedIn. I’ve considered, more than once, eliminating those altogether from my phone, but I haven’t had the heart to go there yet. Why is that? Fear of missing out – also known as FOMO? I kind of hate that acronym. Maybe it’s because I had no clue what that meant until being forced to look it up recently. Either I’m getting old or just out of touch. Oh, but I’m definitely not out of touch considering all of the social media accounts buzzing on my phone, and I refuse to claim old yet. Not today, Satan.
I probably waste at least a half hour in these early mornings on social media. The truth is it’s likely far more when you add in all the times I find myself holding the phone in my hand without even realizing what I’m doing. I can’t even remember reaching for it. Sometimes even mid writing session I catch myself scrolling the screen. Seriously, picking up that phone has become a terrible habit. It’s getting in the way of me getting down and dirty with my work, of taking hold of the pro mindset. So, here come the baby steps. Starting today, I’m eliminating the immediate social media check in the mornings until after I’ve gotten out of bed, made the coffee and written my morning pages – à la Julia Cameron and The Artist’s Way. Then, and only then, am I allowing myself a peek. But even today, I’m refraining from looking until I’ve done something more – like writing this post to tell you all about it!
So why is it killing me right now to not have a look at my phone? I’m not missing anything important and I know it. I suppose it’s just become a habit, an addiction of sorts. I never saw myself as a phone addict, but the amount of time it spends in my hands is disconcerting, at best. The moments we have in each day are so fleeting that I don’t want to throw too many of them away on something that isn’t supporting my creative endeavors. Yet, that is exactly what I’ve been doing. I’m not giving it all up entirely, but I am raising my cup of coffee and giving a shout out to taking my mornings back. I’ll let you know how it goes.