Very true. It can be like a laser that beams and fills us up with nonsense? Every message in a phone another rabbit hole? Once you take a step to the side, it can beam elsewhere? When we go outside, the roots and trees can connect us to something greater? Something that takes it's time, has been there longer and something that tells a tale of wisdom? It took a while for them to dance their way towards the light? Their years tell more than our mere moments of existence?