unhooked weekends

On the weekends I rarely “log onto” my web-based communications networks. I don’t want to waste my life away looking through a shadowed screen. I have also been to my parent’s farm out in rural Minnesota frequently, where there is no wireless. There is no TV. And there is barely a cell phone signal. It all helps me focus on the real verses the virtual. This is good for me, since I as a child could daydream for hours. My imagination alone would have been enough to keep me feeling like I was participating with concrete reality. I love being connected to the World Wide Web, but I do make sure I exist apart from it.