Dependent

These past 2 weeks have been a reminder of how dependent I am on being connected in the world. It is a bit sad actually to realize that I feel semi-panicky without internet, a working smartphone (yea no more dinky dialer phone), laptop/media/social feeds. Ok perhaps not panicky but more just thinking about the zillion things going on that I can't be connected into without gadgets and internet. The downward spiral of depression and the feeling that somehow an important appendage was cut off. Then I go through the hot/cold body phase as my mind races through the zillion possibilities of what might happen if I dont get reconnected soon.

I suppose there isnt anything wrong utilizing technology to be more efficient in life, but it was a bit shocking the feeling I had when I fried my phone last week in a puddle of water. Or when my laptop wouldn't connect to the internet here in my house and I had to put up with the hassle of slow internet via tethering. If you think about it, how many people do you know who even still has a landline that isn't wireless? Or a landline at all?

I suppose it is just food for thought.

I wonder what it would be like to be disconnected for awhile. I don't think I'd last very long....