The Art of Bi-Location

I wonder how everyone around me sits quietly at their desks for hours while I get up to go to the bathroom or get a drink of water every twenty minutes. How do they stay in one place for so long? Then I realize they are not really here at all. They are in the future at the party tonight or in the past at yesterday's football game. They are deep in conversation with significant others and in the midst of protests in Tahrir Square.  

We have mastered the art of bi-location. I am here and I am not here. I am with you; I am at work. I am with my friends on Facebook; I am chatting with someone in Texas. I am diffuse and probably a little unfocused. I am not really anywhere, and I don't really want to be anywhere I am. In the future we won't die, we'll simply dissolve into the ether.  

Wednesday

Wednesday. Outside the sun is shining off the steal walls of the building next door. The siding is aluminum and embossed with triangular designs all the way up the twenty or so floors. I can hear trucks idling at a red light on the street below. I can hear someone talking on the phone in the cubicle next to my office. I think I'd rather be at the library.

On an unrelated note, check out my posts about church leadership issues at Vital Practices. They'll be posting them every Monday.

Lunch is over. Back to work.