a generation of bad listeners with big thumbs

In passing moments we have lost our wonder. We walk and talk and live with ourselves as the center of our very own universes. Our generation has become bad listeners. We talk at each other instead of to each other. Our sentences begin with "I want..." and "I need..." instead of "I am so grateful for..." and "I'm sorry..." We babble on about our dreams, but seldom do we chase them. Our generation has been given all information at our fingertips, but instead of embracing it, it's making us lazy. We rely on calculators and Google and auto-correct. We rely on our worldly possessions to make us happy. We need to start relying on each other. Putting our arms around our friends and saying I love you. Asking about their day and listening. Not with a text reading: "How R U?" Our thumbs are getting larger and more muscular from typing, from texting. But our hearts are growing smaller. You are not your likes on Instagram, or your retweets on Twitter. You are the person you are when you stop trying. That is the most beautiful form of you. The you with no filter. The you your friends want to be around. The you that listens. While your thumbs grow larger and stronger, let your dreams follow suit. Use those thumbs for good, not evil. Less talking, more listening, more learning. Our generation is privileged, and we are going to be the one to prove to the world that we are NOT lazy. We are educated, we are driven, and we have the ability to change this world. 
In passing moments, I challenge you to find your wonder. Wonder about streetlamps and pine cones and the leaves that make up tea. Wonder about the girl passing you on the sidewalk. Every person has a story, a story they'd love to tell. Listen. Learn their stories. You will learn something about yourself. Carpe the hell out of this Diem. It's special, it's sacred, and it will never be today again.