Why do our hands automatically go to the television remote or our phones when it’s time to eat?
I sat down on my couch with a piping hot bowl of white rice, sautéed veggies and tender chicken contemplating what show to turn on. My phone was loudly buzzing with texts from friends and recent Instagram comments.
I simultaneously responded to my friends, and shoveled food into my mouth. The food was tasty: a subtle hint of teriyaki, but nothing too special.
Within five minutes my bowl was completely empty.
The one time of my day that I know is meant for peace, mindfulness, pleasure and nourishment came and went and I didn’t even get to fully enjoy it.
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Why do our hands automatically go to the television remote or our phones when it’s time to eat?