We’ve been without internet service at home for three days and counting. Not just for us, but for the entire valley. I’m writing this from a coffee shop after coming into town to handle some important emails, and while a bit annoying and somewhat of an inconvenience, it’s also been refreshing.
Kind of a forced internet sabbath, it is shining a light on not only our dependence on our devices, but also our addiction to them. Life without a constant source of information at our fingertips creates space for deeper thought and more meaningful conversations. While doing the dishes, my thoughts and wonderings keep me company rather than a host of characters from my latest binge worthy series. Instead of quickly finding ready answers, we are slowly ponder possible ones.
When service is eventually restored, I hope to remember these few days without it, and adjust my usage habits accordingly.
