my confession about podcasts

Last night I met a group of friends for some Christmas drinks, and one of the discussions I had was about podcasts.

A few of my friends started listing all the ones they found interesting, funny, educational, or the ones that they just generally enjoyed listening to. And I could add nothing to the conversation.

I explained that I really hadn’t yet entered the world of podcasts, and I started wondering why? Was it because of some rebellion against technology? Or had I not yet had the time to look into them? Was I missing out somehow?

I think what is really going on is that my brain is at full capacity right now. A while back, I would have felt embarrassed at making a statement like that. I would have thought that if I was unable to take on something new, I was in some way lacking, inferior to others, and that would be somehow shameful.

Actually, I already have so many sources of information that I am taking in (news magazine, TV, books, social media, etc…) that I don’t have the desire to pursue yet more ways of consuming data.

I enjoy a peaceful house when I am working, cooking, doing housework, as that is when I am creative and arrange my thoughts. I like to listen to the sounds around me when I am out and about, on trains, on buses, as that is how I feel connected to the world around me.

So for the time being, I will leave aside this huge source of information that are podcasts. And I know that when I am ready to engage with them, they will all be here when I need them.

What could you leave aside for a while to free up some brain space?