I’ve moved house.
My new flat is lovely, but I’ve spent the last four days without the internet at home. And you know what? I actually loved it! It’s really changed my life.
I remember now that I’ve felt this way a few times when I’ve been without the internet. I’ve suddenly had… time! There’s, like, five hours between getting home and going to bed.
I usually fill a good part of this with the internet. Without it, I have time to do stuff! Loads of stuff. I’ve taken up listening to Radio 3 (oooh, classy!) which is incredibly relaxing. And I’ve done some writing, and reading and just got on with things.
I don’t think I can give up the internet fully, but I think I may try to go one day without it.
But how have you been writing this without the internet, you may ask. I wrote a couple at home and posted them at work, and one on my iPhone. It’s really not that much of a problem.