My first Medium post was one I waited a while to break through, but once hatched, the ideas kept a’coming. Let’s go further into that classic case of “Where do I sit down,” alt known as “Who are my people? Where do I belong?”

What if in that lunchroom, when we scanned for wandering eyes, hoping (deep-seated wishing, really) to establish connection with a friendly face, all the faces were held back by phone screens?! Eyes behind capes of distraction, looking down, not up, where we needed them? Invitations would be blocked. Connections missed.

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Then we’d be here, in 2019, feeling alone, except with many more years that built a collection of moments marked by broken eye contact, unrequited lunch room scans…with less experience and more pressure, and…STOP. Let’s write a better story, folks.

The change has to start somewhere, so…