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Ephemera

“Now she’s long…long gone.”The Black Keys, She’s Long Gone

When there are events in the world, the event and the conversation surrounding it unfold on Twitter, the entirety of the experience of that event can be much more rich and engaging and deep on Twitter…The challenge when you try to put these event experiences on Twitter in front of people is they need to both capture all the best tweets, you really want the best tweets so you don’t miss those, and yet if you only show the best tweets, you lose the roar of the crowd that really makes Twitter awesome.

Dick Costolo

I’m at my mother-in-law’s house in Greensboro, North Carolina. We arrived last Monday after a red eye flight from Los Angeles. My internal clock was still adjusting. So, when 8pm rolled around—or whenever it is that Sleepy Hollow comes on, I DVR it at home so I really don’t know—I wasn’t watching. My twitter friends were, though. The running commentary in that moment was more frustrating  than entertaining as I wasn’t sharing the experience at the same time.

I watched the episode a few days later via FOX’s iPad app. It would’ve been nice to be able to replay what my friends were saying when  they had watched it. But twitter isn’t built like that. Neither is facebook or most of our social web, for that matter.

Most tweets have a lifespan of less than 30 minutes. A facebook post maybe an hour. Instagram limits how far back you can scroll into the past. So, if you’re not on those services right now and someone is writing/posting about something you care about, you’ve missed it. I’m sure this seems mostly okay in this digital world that we’ve been playing in over the last ten years.

This is a world where people willingly, perhaps gleefully, dump their history as they jump from service to service or account to account. But, I wonder. Maybe we go with this because we haven’t been given other options.

Maybe this is why a service like Pinterest is performing so well. Pinterest provides the “river of news” but that’s not why people use it. People use it because its boards are memory books. You know what you post there will be easy to find later. It will be categorized. And everyone else is doing the same thing. Pinterest collects ideas, wants, and desires and stores them. You could use Tumblr in a similar fashion by searching tags or exploring an individual tumblog.

But who is collecting and collating thoughts or images around a topic in an easily searchable, inherently social way? How do I relive the Jessie Ware concert I went to two weeks ago via all the pictures, videos, and tweets that I know were posted because I saw them getting created? I’ve tried to do this several times over the last 6 months and have always felt unsatisfied with the attempt.

What about an important news event that happens while I’m sleeping or in a meeting? Why can’t I timeshift the social web like I can my favorite tv shows?

We’ve made the modern web ephemeral and, in doing so, I think we’ve robbed ourselves of turning shared digital experiences into true memories that have meaning beyond those brief instances when we’re all tapping away at the same time. I hope the next wave of big digital ideas tackles this.

It’s the kind of stuff I get excited about it in my own work conversations. 

Projects like Thinkup make me think I’m not the only one. 

Priorities

“Promise I’m one of the only ones that keep it one hundred.”T.I., Sorry

I read something earlier this week that suggested that instead of saying, “I don’t have time” for something to say, “it’s not a priority.”

I like that. It forces you to acknowledge that not everything is as important as you think it is. If you say it out loud to someone, it lets them know that their priorities aren’t necessarily yours. 

It also can lead to some clarity around who you are and what you want to change and how you really want to spend your time.

I had thought leading into Sunday that I would be spending a lot of time in front of the computer, catching up on the 40+ articles in my “read later” folder this month, posting interesting quotes and images to tumblr, and, maybe, thinking and catching up on work.

What I made time for were chores. What I made priority for was cleaning each room I wanted to tackle top to bottom. I turned on my “Sunday Mornings” music playlist and got busy.

It was the most satisfying way to spend several hours yesterday. Looking up from the dining room table into our living room now and I’m still satisfied. I like an uncluttered space but haven’t made it a priority in line with how much joy and calm and mental well-being it provides.

It’s like writing. And reading. And helping others. And working out. And friends. And family. And meaningful work.

These are the things that are priority but am I giving them time? If I give them more and give less to the things that fill up space but provide little of that satisfaction, what am I losing in the trade?

There’s probably greater risk for disappointment and frustration but also a greater chance for delight and warmth and love.

I’ve got time for that.

 

On Warping Time

“There’s some things that keep me coming around.”Talko Uno (Prefuse 73 Unplugged In Catalonia Remix), Jolly Music

I’ve been thinking a lot about time. About how much there is in a day or in a life. How much time I have to do the things I care about. How to be more deliberate with it. How to make the most use of it.

How to bend it to my will. Some might think this is a futile pursuit. Whatever we do, time keeps on slippin’ into the future. True, and yet:

We will never have total control over this extraordinary dimension. Time will warp and confuse and baffle and entertain however much we learn about its capacities. But the more we learn, the more we can shape it to our will and destiny. We can slow it down or speed it up. We can hold on to the past more securely and predict the future more accurately. Mental time-travel is one of the greatest gifts of the mind. It makes us human, and it makes us special. – From Claudia Hammond’s Time Warped as referenced by Maria Popova

I want to change my experience of time. Take, for example, the 90 minutes to two hours between my waking in the morning and my walking out the door for work or adventure or whatever.

I could use it or it could use me. I could turn the tv on or poke around the internet or anticipate the things that may or may not happen during my day and how I might react when those things do or don’t happen. And then I could be caught off guard by what time it is, quickly pack my bag, say my goodbyes, and push out into the day having accomplished little in those precious minutes.

Or I could write.