My Vote...

For 40 seconds a day a man should imagine what life was like before technology stole consciousness. To fantasize about sitting at a bar in the everglades and drinking rum with a toothless degenerate and getting to know his story and point of view. Knowing there was no way out except getting back on the vessel you came in on. Realizing there are swamp people, people who also matter. Spending an afternoon like that in the sun, warm and salty. Not caring about the rest until the next day. My vote is we download an app that shuts off our phone and informs our loved ones we will be incommunicado for our mental health for X amount of hours. Then go talk to someone you might not normally talk to. Charles Bukowski would respect that. Let’s start there.