Staying Connected is a disease of the mind. We as man cannot seem to live life without bonds to others. This is fine. Love for others is love for oneself, however. Everything in abundance can kill you. All one has to do is look at any popular person online and see how much toll their mind takes by staying connected to so many.
A couple days ago I have lost my computer, now as I sit here typing on a unfamiliar German keyboard I can tell you that being disconnected hasn’t moved my heart one bit. I have spent 10 days disconnected from all social media and internet. Amusingly enough, a necessity I felt I couldn’t live without was the happiest time I have spent recently.
The silence to be alone with my own thoughts without the buzz of electricity has been kind to me. I read and enjoyed my time alone without once feeling ill at ease. However, now that I am connected again I have started some bad habits once again. Especially staying up late at night, enjoying the blue hum of my monitors.
This is fine. But I’ll try to be more disconnected from now on. I’ll also have to apologies for my absence, as I did not have a means to use the internet, nor access to my passwords on my dead computer. Since I am back, I will try to connect and bond some more to the blue hum of the ocean.
