I tried to open Facebook several times. Nothing. Then, YouTube, ESPN, and Google News, my frequently visited sites. No access. Yes, I even clicked ‘refresh’ repeatedly, and restarted my laptop two or three times.
But there I was engaged in futile effort for about 20 minutes, before I calmed down and accepted that the internet was down.
I reviewed, and wrote in a couple of my many journals. I watched a couple of short videos I had downloaded. I remained hunched over my laptop, situated on a large footrest, while I sat on the sofa.
I realized how tethered our very psychology was to the internet. Perhaps like a drug we are addicted to.
I realized, too, that just because the internet was down, it didn't mean that we could no longer do things on our computer.
Finally, I remembered when my internet connection in Dubai was down for a longer stretch. I read my books. I called friends on the mobile. I unglued myself from my desk, and sat elsewhere in my flat for a change.