I can’t remember how I found it. I guess it must have been posted on Twitter or Facebook, but I can’t remember who posted it. Each time I opened the browser on my phone, I saw it. I’d open another tab and look up whatever it was that I’d wanted to look up and then close the tab, making sure the other one stayed open.
It was an article about the sofa in sitcom. I’d read the introduction whenever it was when I’d first clicked on the link, but then I must have got distracted and hadn’t quite finished it. I’ll read it later, I thought to myself.
I spend a lot of time on my phone using Twitter. Lots of people post interesting articles on Twitter. I click the links and read them. Some of them are a bit long to read on my phone, so I email them to myself to read later, or I save them using services like Pocket or Instapaper, or I favourite the tweet with the link, or I just leave the browser tab open to read when I can concentrate properly.
There comes a point though, when no matter how interesting the article is, I have to admit to myself that I’m never going to read it. At least with the browser tab, I can just close it and put it out of its misery. Those poor articles in my Pocket account are doomed to live on with the false hope that one day they’ll be read. They won’t, poor guys.
With so much to read, it’s impossible to keep up with everything. But it makes me wonder what we’re missing out on in these unread articles. If there are major news stories which pass people by because they meant to read that article later, but never did. If we’re turning into digital versions of those Japanese soldiers like Hiroo Onoda who didn’t realise the Second World War had ended.
I read that article about the sofa in sitcom in the end, it’s pretty good.