I’m house sitting for a few weeks. When I showed up yesterday, the first thing I did after bringing my stuff inside was to haul my laptop out of my backpack and connect to the Internet to stream some tunes.
Except it wouldn’t work. I tried over and over, both on my laptop and with the wireless on my phone…and nothing. The password and string of letters and numbers is incorrect, and there is nothing I can do about it.
My reaction to it, however, is something I can control. Admittedly, at first I was a little panicky–partly because I am spoiled and used to having (or being able to find) Internet when I want it, and partly because, though the house and neighborhood are wonderful, it is still somewhat unfamiliar to me, and I want to be able to contact people.
(And, truthfully, I had some TV shows I wanted to catch up on that will now have to wait.)
My reaction is what tells me this is probably very, very good for me though. No one needs Internet all the time, despite what I may think. As I remarked to one friend, it’s like camping, by myself, in a big house (which is maybe not all that much like camping after all).
Still, this is becoming a needed reminder of my over-dependency on technology and the Internet. Even now, I’m able to type and post this from my phone. Without that, I’d feel much more alarmed, cut off from the world, wondering if I was missing anything important.
Maybe you don’t need to shut off your Internet. Maybe you’re really good at technology boundaries and not becoming dependent on it. Maybe going to the middle of nowhere, completely out of reach from all humans, would be a dream come true for you.
But for me, this unexpected Internet break is kind of just what I needed.
Til next time…
P.S. Are you dependent on the Internet? (also, please accept my apologies for any glaring typos, as I did post this from my phone)