Stop and Smell the Anchovies

This is going to be an ironic post, as technology is what helps me do my job and I'm severely addicted to the clingy Iphone 4s apps; BUT, stop and smell the flowers.
It's an easy saying that a lot of people seem to walk right over and possibly even pick to give to somebody later. The strange thing is, those words don't really have an effect unless they're paired with an actual flower. The word 'rose' gives you that sexy, strong scent of freshly-bloomed voluptuosity. 'Daisy' almost emits happiness and sunshine, and the wildflower smell that grows amongst weeds. These aren't the flowers I'm talking about, but there needed to be a premise to describe just how outdoor-starved and socially inept we're becoming. Describing a smell can help the imagery. Just go with it.
As I walked down the quarter-mile to Shoreline Foods to get my typical feta-laden gyro and Rockstar energy Cola, I must've checked four or five different cell apps. With the wind at a brisk breeze, sun shining, and flowers in bloom; I was on my cell phone, not talking to anyone. Magic Seaweed told me the surf forecast, (dead, as usual) Castle Age told me I had 450k dollars in fake money to spend on fake armies, I wrote down some errands for later on Evernote, and ScoreCenter buzzed to let me know Barca won. Barcelona always wins. It's science. The thing I hadn't realized until halfway, was that the old black guys on the corner were playing poker out in the sun, listening to the blues. A happy, grizzly redneck was cleaning an anchovy-smelling fish outside his trailer. There was a whole row of lilies that I had never noticed when I drive to the store. Someone had cleaned the beautiful preschool's entrance-way so that it bounced sun rays at the MASSIVE oak above the poker-players' house. There was so much beauty on the 'dirty' side of downtown Pensacola that it took my breath away. And I was on my phone.
With dotcoms and internet-linked phone apps making headway onto Wall Street, it's easy to see why people can become obsessive with video games, applications and technology in general. The race for a sleeker, faster, blahblahblah with more blah and look... All I'm saying is that a screen can't portray what your mind can in real life, in real time. I'm jealous of the people that got to live before the internet. They exercised their minds within the confines of what they could. There were no WOW raiding parties, Facebook profiles, internet dating websites, etc...
I present to you this idea.
Pretend it doesn't exist one day. Get left behind the tech for just one day, and see where your mind takes you. I'm not talking about camping, just power off the devices. Laptop/smartphone/Ipad/Xbox/television whatever...
Power down, and connect to something else. Earthhhhh.
Feel the wind knock against the buildings and funnel past you, kissing your hair and the plants around you. Absorb sunlight/Vitamin D, and sense the cloud cover the UV rays every couple of minutes. Hear whatever is going on around you, and see if you can't concentrate in on what makes those sounds! It doesn't take a hippie or a camping trip, it just takes the right frame of mind. And no distractions.
peacelove&happiness, y'all.

PS: I do realize the irony of presenting this topic on a computer, and hopefully it will tear you away from yours. I'm saddened a bit to say that I'm tied to mine until 5pm everyday at work. (Especially while everyone's on Spring Break)