dailyprompt-2079

Remember the Good Old Days?

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Remember the good old days-

before texting and social media?

If you had a story to tell you had to show up in person – you had to read the room

and find your moment to jump in and shine.

I know that EVERYBODY feels like they are doing that on social media- but all we are doing is standing on a corner in a made up world and shouting into the void together.

Some of us can be heard over the din- but most of us aren’t, just like in the good old days.

I remember writing letters and postcards and talking on the phone ( the one with the curly cords ) with my friends.

But in a pinch when I thought I needed to pull out the big guns to find out what was going on, I went old school- and I do mean OLDE SCHOOL.

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You might say my Ouija board worked liked a charm-it still does.

When The Week Ends

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WP Prompters Want to know: Your life without a computer: what does it look like?

Before the end of the Week I schedule my posts to show up on Saturday and Sunday because when I get home on Friday I am DONE with the world.

I don’t know about your world, but mine is driven by the internet and computers through the week. Do you know how noisy that is? It’s deafening. Sometimes I forget to take my phone to work or I forget to pull it out of my backpack and I can describe those days  as having been quiet and oddly less stressful.

I love it.

Anyway, on the weekends I don’t use my computer. I don’t even goof off on my phone.

So how do I amuse myself? What do I do for fun, how do people get ahold of me ‘ in case of an emergency’ if I’m not on line?

First of all I read, I write  ( in longhand- so what I am doing is drafting ideas and outlines) I listen to music. I play with my dog. I watch movies on DVD. I wear something comfy and I don’t put on any makeup and I eat a lot of popcorn.

If anyone needs me they call on my landline, but I do keep my cellphone on and it sits on a shelf near my front door and if anyone calls me on it ( or texts- God I HATE text messages ) I do pick up.

I don’t have to imagine a life without computers because on the weekends I don’t use them- don’t tell anyone.

I think there are rules about that sort behavior nowadays.

Tragic, isn’t it?