Recently, for reasons which may or may not have to do with being in a wrecked home and occasionally without wifi or cable, I have grown accustomed to living without the internet.
And I find it odd how satisfying I find it. Some people (like my brother, for example), whither and die without spending at least 5 hours a day on the internet. And yet I, who enjoys things like blogging and tumblr, and watching shows online, am perfectly content to go four straight days with no internet.
I am curious as to why this is. Is it that I am bored of the internet, or am perhaps more goal-oriented on non-internet things? Am I just too concerned with music and exercise and family time and the Brick and watching DVDs with my brother to notice my lack of internet use?
Maybe, after years of free range internet use whenever I desire, my soul needs cleansing and needs a short internet-fast.
Or maybe I’m just subconsciously realizing that it’s not really that important to me, and if I stop I’ll never be an avid citizen of the internet again. Okay, I doubt that, but I think I may honestly try and little internet-fast once I finish Supernatural (I mean come one I have 3 and a half episodes left I’m not just gonna stop there for an undetermined amount of time).
So yes. And I mean it won’t be like “I AM NOT ALLOWED TO INTERNET,” but more, “I will not obligate myself to blog and get on tumblr because It’s all my choice to do it in the first place, I don’t owe anyone my presence.”
So I may just casually drift in and out of the blogosphere.
BUT DON’T WORRY I WILL GIVE NOTICE BEFORE I DO WHATEVER IT IS I PLAN ON DOING, WHENEVER THAT MAY BE.
Also I’ll have to wait until this season of free is done, otherwise my friends will murder me for not watching it. Or they’ll not care and decide to stop talking to me because a lot of what they/we talk about is fandom and internet related.
Also I think I may be turning into something of an introvert, Albeit, a loud introvert who needs a surprisingly large amount of approval and validation, but still an introvert. I need alone time, which might actually explain some steadily growing frustrations of mine. I love people, and I love being around people that I love, but I need time to restore myself and be alone.
So here I am, vaguely content and also largely confused as to what my life is doing at the moment.