Disconnected
Disconnected
Yesterday my internet was out. I felt like something was missing from my life.
I already feel disconnected from my old life. My friends and co-workers seem like distant memories. So not having access to my email or my space was like living in a cave.
Taking care of Atticus is so time consuming that I rarely get to the phone for visits with my friends. Email is short and sweet, as is my space, so I can feel like I have some inter- action with the outside world.
Thank goodness my connection is working today.
How on earth did we ever survive with out the internet?
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