Out of town, presiding at Tribunal hearing, and encountering laptop problems. No internet access other than through Blackberry. All so slow, and could not work in evenings in any event, as intended. Gave up.

Ending up with mix of pressure and peace from the disconnect. Thinking of senior executive who sent final email before disappearing for a month, specifically without internet access.

Ending up with greater interest in hard copies of newspapers. Wondering about email pileup, but wishing that one was in a position to stay away for extended period.

Turns out that some people will deliberately disconnect, for extended periods:

By separating myself from the constant connectivity, I can see which aspects are truly valuable, which are distractions for me, and which parts are corrupting my very soul

And then they come back:

And now I’m supposed to tell you how it solved all my problems. I’m supposed to be enlightened. I’m supposed to be more “real”, now. More perfect.

But instead it’s 8PM and I just woke up. I slept all day, woke with eight voicemails on my phone from friends and coworkers. I went to my coffee shop to consume dinner, the Knicks game, my two newspapers, and a copy of The New Yorker. And now I’m watching Toy Story while I glance occasionally at the blinking cursor in this text document, willing it to write itself, willing it to generate the epiphanies my life has failed to produce.

It’s the phone. Have to go back to landline. Maybe even rotary.


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