blissful disconnection

the internet is working as expected

Smiles.

There were smiles everywhere.

The side streets and sidewalks were bustling. The playground at the school was packed. Wild bands of helmetless, brazen teens rolled down the middle of usually busy streets on scooters. The drone of a dozen gennies droned in the background.

No try-outs, no conditioning skates, no brownies, guides, scouts or soccer. People were talking with each other. People were out and about. Neighbours were helping each other remove brush, junk up timber and bring down leaning trees.

No one had any mobile phone connectivity at all.

It was glorious and torturous.

The handheld mobile device that you’re likely reading this on?

Smash it.

Smash it now.

Well. Finish reading and smash it right away.

The damn thing wasn’t working for the last two days. I did not realize the difference it made in my life.

Every time you check it, you get a chemical dump in your brain. Cortisol or endorphins.

Walking around with a useless phone was almost like quitting smoking cold turkey.

I couldn…