Guys, I’ve started talking on the phone again.
Instead of actively avoiding phone calls and panicking whenever my phone rings, I’ve been picking it up and using it for it’s original intention – having a big ole’ gabfest with my nearest and dearest.
If this makes you shudder a little, I feel you. I stopped making phone calls around the time Facebook and instant messaging become a big part of our lives, and somewhere along the way I’d lost the art of having a good chinwag.
My communication with my friends and family had become reliant on half-finished text conversations and promises of 'long stories' that we never got around to telling.
A few weeks ago a friend called me and we talked for over two hours - TWO WHOLE HOURS of having a chat. We discussed in depth all our anxieties about the state of the world, we shared honest insights into our lives, and we talked about our hopes for the future.
And it was so bloody refreshing.
I felt like I'd had my first real conversation in months. By talking on the phone I was forced to stop doing everything else for that period of time - I just concentrated on my friend and our conversation.
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I don't call anyone and this article did nothing to convince me to start. I hate talking on the phone. I'd rather meet up with someone in person, if I can't text or e-mail.