My internet went down at 1.15 this morning, which isn’t a
good time for my internet to go down. 1.15am
is when the internet becomes the umbilical cord keeping me attached to the
material world. To suggest another analogy, it’s the security wire that keeps
me tethered to the spaceship while I’m out in the coldness of space looking
back. Life can be lonely at 1.15am,
and having the security wire break is a little bothersome. I went to bed
earlier than usual with a nagging sense that there was something important missing.
All of which is just something else to observe on the little
journey of life. Do you know, I’ve only had broadband for just over two years.
Before that I used the internet for little other than e-mail, since dial-up
connections are very expensive. Before that, I didn’t even know how the
internet worked, and before that – for the majority of my life, in fact – there
was no internet.
How life does move on, always providing something new to
cock your head at and say ‘gosh, isn’t that interesting?’
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