I no longer remember important facts. No birthdays, no appointments, no history lessons. I don’t have to.
If I need to know what time it is, I just look at my phone. Need to wake up at a special time? Set an alarm. In the mood for one of my favorite songs? I have music at my fingertips.
I seldom lose an argument anymore. Once I get into a discussion with someone, I can just grab my phone and do a search on the subject in question. In just a few seconds I will have dozens of answers that I can sort through, some might even be accurate.
I used to remember phone numbers. I had them all in my head. I could spin the dial with my finger and in a few seconds, the phone would ring. Now I just say, “call mom”. No numbers are needed, as long as I remember your name.
The door code to my office? Nope, got an app for that. Passwords? My phone remembers them all.
This summer I visited my cousins in another state. I hadn’t seen them in years. I didn’t know if I would recognize them. Thankfully I had their pictures on my phone, so I knew both cousin Eddie and his wife.
I used to own a map. I threw it away. With GPS, I will never be lost again, as long as my battery is charged.
Today I got an alert reminding me to claim a multi-million-dollar inheritance from a distant relative in Africa. It’s a good thing, I had forgotten that I had a distant relative I have never met in Africa.
All of this knowledge is at my fingertips 24 hours a day. It is a good thing too because my memory has been starting to slip. Studies have shown people my age to be in cognitive decline.
Sometimes I go into the pantry looking for something to eat, but I forget what I wanted. Today I sat down at my desk to write a blog post, but by the time I booted up the computer, I forgot what I wanted to write about. Damn, I should have left myself a voice memo.
Oh yeah, now I remember. Now if I could only remember where I put my phone.