My three-month old computer was malfunctioning. The cursor decided what it wanted to write. I took it to the Geek Squad and was told I would not have it for 17 days. I had my former computer, but discovered the hard drive was gone.
I was without a computer.
I had my phone. I got emails. I saw Facebook.
For the most part, I read a lot during my spare moments.
After one week, I had a lot of activities on a Saturday. Midday I went to San Francisco, picked up my daughter and went to my grandson Isaac’s soccer game. After, Carrie and I went out for dinner. When I took her home, I said, “I am exhausted. I want to go home.” As I pulled away, I was aware that I am never tired until I get into bed at night.
The next day I changed the bed, did laundry and cleaned the house, typical Sunday activities. At times, I needed to sit down and do nothing. I was tired and felt incapable of doing anything. My thought: it is aging. Finally, I am getting tired.
In the afternoon, I had an epiphany. I was not tired; I was going through withdrawal. I who have strong views about the use of technology and how it is replacing human interaction.
I ceased being tired with this awareness.
And, yes, my computer is back and I am on it all day long.