An abreviated list of things I did when the instagramz broke (which was all of last week after updating to iOS7, before completely restoring my phone):

worked on my looming deadlines (completed all on time and three things actually early)
made pie
looked out the window
finished the Junot Diaz book I was reading, started Edwidge Danticat’s new novel
watched wife launch this amazing photo project and the video she made for it, felt proud of her and these past two years of hard work
went to bed with book-tired eyes, not phone-zapped eyes
got frustrated that the instagramz was broken and uninstalled/reinstalled it no less than 7 times
talked to the neighbors
ate nearly all my meals without photographing them
dusted my bedside table
borrowed wife’s phone to ‘gram here and there, lest other instagrammers think I’m dead
listened to and smelled the rain and felt lucky

Reminder duly noted, I could certainly spend less time pressing that little button with a heart in the middle and spend more time looking at and for things that refresh my heart.