I have a love hate relationship with technology and social media. I grew up in the 60s and 70s and 80s in the time before our lives were stolen by tech firms and apps that zap our time with things that really dont improve our lives. And yet, I do see the benefits of tech and social media. I have tried to disconnect, but like some giant magnet, tech pulls me back into the fold to watch one more cute dancing dog video, catch a bit of depressing news or the latest pictures of icebergs melting in the arctic.
I have found a way to recapture a tiny sliver of my pre-technology life by unplugging just one day a week, usually Sunday. No TV, no smartphone, no computer, no texting, no surfing mindlessly. No tiny screen. When Sunday morning comes it is a strange feeling at first, similar to that moment during a storm when the power goes off and you sit stunned wondering what just happened. But then I pick up a book, or go for a walk, or pick up one of my hobbies, free from the self-imposed shackles of a tiny screen. I enjoy the day, I feel lighter, more refreshed. And I know on Monday morning I will go back into the self-imposed jail cell of being ruled by my tiny screens. Life can be strange at times.
I have found a way to recapture a tiny sliver of my pre-technology life by unplugging just one day a week, usually Sunday. No TV, no smartphone, no computer, no texting, no surfing mindlessly. No tiny screen. When Sunday morning comes it is a strange feeling at first, similar to that moment during a storm when the power goes off and you sit stunned wondering what just happened. But then I pick up a book, or go for a walk, or pick up one of my hobbies, free from the self-imposed shackles of a tiny screen. I enjoy the day, I feel lighter, more refreshed. And I know on Monday morning I will go back into the self-imposed jail cell of being ruled by my tiny screens. Life can be strange at times.