I am accosted at every turn by adult coloring books (not that kind…), that promise a few minutes of relaxation and even “mindfulness.” The idea being that we can lose our cares and worries by filling in frustratingly small areas in ridiculously complex patterns, and finish with refrigerator-worthy artwork just like when we were seven.
I think it is filling in the mental space that used to be occupied by handwriting.
I am a person that likes to doodle while listening to something, like a lecture, radio show, or a long piece of music. I always felt like I could hear it better if my hands were busy. Looking at these “works” later, I can barely discerned any pattern or shape. So as long as it doesn’t need to make sense, there may be a useful activity here.
But if I know my countrymen, it will become competitive somehow, complete with reality versions and cash prizes. The last generation to write stuff down also invented Survivor.