I realized over a recent break that I’ve always loved information. To others that know me, perhaps it was already obvious. I’ve always read newspapers, or magazines, or tried to stay current on news related to technology, or politics, or blogs I like. No matter if the medium shifted from print to video or to the web or mobile, my information “intake” is high.
Having some time away last week finally made me realize this. In a few days, it hit me; I lost my interest to be informed, to stay current, to read. And I realized information is addictive. You can say you’ll limit Twitter, but you’ll just apply the information attention elsewhere. In this regard, I use Twitter as the ultimate filter, and then only read if something finds me in real time. Giving up talk radio may be harder, but I’ll see how that goes.
This may sound strange coming from someone who is known to others for creating content, but I guess it took this long for me to realize information is an addictive substance, complete with withdrawal, relapse, and substitutes.