Blind, Deaf and Dumb

My computer has been severely crippled for the last week or so. At first, I enjoyed the excuse to digitally disconnect from everything and spend time working on more analog projects. Four days later, I was feeling deaf and blind...I had no idea what was going on with my friends or extended family. A day after that, I realized I also felt voiceless. Silenced. I couldn't share any of my good news or struggles with anyone because I was digitally mute.

Then I remembered the telephone.

I called my mom and spilled out all my news in a whirlwind conversation that *almost* made me late picking up Robert from school.

That brief conversation was good, but not enough. I'm glad to be back online.

I knew I had become dependent on my computer for gathering information, but I never pegged it as a place where disseminating information was just as (if not more so) important to my happiness. I mean, I'm "me" all the time, right? Why should I feel any less "me" if I can't blog about potty training or making applesauce? Maybe it's composing an email or blog post that solidifies the experience for me? Dunno, but it's important.

Glad to be blogging again.