Hey, Where's My Beach Ball?
Published on July 29, 2013 by Sara Foss

Over at the DG, I write about July.

Here's an excerpt:

"I spent last Monday and Tuesday at Wiawaka Holiday Center, a retreat center of Lake George, volunteering at an archaeological dig. My cellphone is still fairly primitive, and I didn’t feel like lugging my laptop along with me. So I decided to go without the Internet for a night. 'Maybe it will be good for me,' I thought. Because occasionally, I wonder whether my habit of checking my email 600 times a day is healthy.

After dinner on Monday, I went for a quick swim, dried off and found a quiet bench from which to bask in the cool evening temperatures. As I sat there, I reflected upon the fact that I’d only told a handful of people where I was going. Would my parents be alarmed by my failure to post a blog for two days, and wonder what had become of me? Also, what was going on in the world? Was I missing out on some important news?

I needn’t have worried.

The next morning, I asked some of my fellow dig participants what was going on in the world.

'The royal baby was born,' they said.

There are lots of people who care about the royal baby, but I am not one of them. Hearing that the royal baby was born didn’t exactly make me think, 'Boy, I sure regret going without the Internet for 24 hours.' It made me think, 'Maybe I should forgo the Internet more often.'"

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