In 5th grade, I received my first cell phone. It was to be used strictly in time of an emergency and that was it. There was no such thing as Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, Pinterest, Tumblr, Facebook (literally though I could keep going) (also low key shoutout to dial-up computers and Myspace). Instead, my friends and I *gasp* PLAYED and had CONVERSATIONS and JUMPED ON THE TRAMPOLINE and COOKED RANDOM FOOD IN THE KITCHEN. And I'll tell you what, we came up with some good homemade candy bars.

My point that I am trying to reach is how much I miss those moments. My generation has grown into such a technological world and while I am so thankful for the opportunities... I have never been more frustrated. Somewhere along the way we lost the beautiful meaning of holding a conversation. Our minds are so wrapped around our iPhone's and our fingers can't seem to put them phone down.

I am focused on having a conversation with someone who is focused on reading their Twitter feed. I deserve so much more than looking at the back of your phone while I sit here wasting my breath away. If I had a dollar for every time I have had to repeat myself because someone was more focused on a screen rather than a human being, I could pay off my student loans. I am beyond over my voice being unheard.

Maybe it's because I am a communication major. Maybe it's because I find the beauty of each person having their own thoughts to share. For two humans to have the ability to bond over what is to be said. I just want those to be more aware of their surroundings.

Published by Megan Kapple