I just spent an hour deleting crap-strewn emails in my inbox...because I hadn't been at my email, cleaning away, for the past six days...Thanksgiving and all.
We should not have to do that.
I hate to miss things. And all the garbage I get, I did at some point sign up for it. But now...slowly, I unsubscribe.
I think of all those years I lived before there were these interwebs coming at me. And I got so much more read. So much more written. So much more thought about. So much more time in my body and on the ground. Music. Etc.
Madness: Be gone.
I have to stand up to myself and be okay with missing stuff. Unsubscribing is the only way. My closets are next.