Our culture has a clear love for leashes.  We use them on our pets, on small children, and even on other adults.  As kids, some parents opt to use the ones that wrap around your chest and keep you within reach.  As adults, we all have one and we’ve bought them for ourselves: our cell phones.

I doubt I’m the only one who wakes up in the middle of the night, sees the Blackberry light flickering red, and checks it.  I can say without hesitation that I’m also not the only one to pick up at inconvenient moments, just because it’s ringing.  Or, worst of all in my opinion, to answer a text or email in the midst of other people, choosing to block them out in favor of the phone.

It’s amazing how many miles long these modern day leashes stretch.  You might be my friend in Hong Kong, or my mother in Baltimore, but if you call, email, or text me, you tug on my leash.  If you’re a client or a romantic interest, you might tug it a bit harder than others, but nonetheless, you all have a pull on  a number of leashes around the world.

It’s both wonderful to have this ease of connecting, and sometimes daunting and annoying.  Not to say I’d have it any other way, and more so, as technology advances and makes it all the more difficult to put down the phone for any period of time, I’m curious how short these leashes ultimately will get.