A few days ago, my dad received a phone call from Bell Canada for a promotional services upgrade after switching our home phone to a competing company. Little did he know that we would not have any Internet access, cable and home phone for the next 48 hours.
I discovered this catastrophe while browsing/trying out new blog themes for a client. At first, I thought my computer was malfunctioning because of the recent updates I made the previous day but no luck. While waiting for the Internet to come back, I went upstairs and tried to watch a little TV only to find that the cable was out. I was alone with no Internet and cable-hungry and alone…
After sending my dad messages and eventually realizing that this will not be resolved soon, I reached for a book I have been meaning to finish reading for a months. Every once in a while I checked my phone for new notifications and emails but for the most part, our house felt still. Noises from the neighbor kids playing outside, laughing hysterically and running around playing their games permeated through the windows. It was quite nostalgic really. When did we get tired of playing games with our friends where we can actually see and feel them? Why did we get tired of those games, of the simpler days when time was spent with the people we valued and doing things that mattered to us?
In between the cups of tea, cheese, crackers and a good book, I survived. Forty-eight hours unplugged from the distant TV and Internet universe was much needed. Sometimes a little silence helps us find clarity to filter through confusing thoughts and to make room for new ideas and inspiration.
P.S. I was reading James Rollins’, Bloodline. I definitely recommend it if you’re into historical fiction with a sci-fi twist. Currently reading one of John Grisham’s novels, The Client.