I knew I would do it. DonÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t get me wrong Ã¢â‚¬â€œ I tried to avoid it. I thought to myself: why do I need it? WhatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s the advantage over just leaving it at home? But I knew I would inevitably endure a week of torture if I didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t. So I caved.
IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m talking about my laptop, of course. The very laptop IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m using the write this entry. The very laptop that, all things considered, should have been left at home during my weekÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s vacation. But I couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t do it.
During my work with the university, I was talking with a few fellow students, and how they rely on technology. I talked to one, in particular, who said he had seriously considered just leaving his laptop at home when he left for Myrtle beach for a couple of days to get away.
But he couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t.
He knew that being away from his e-mail Ã¢â‚¬â€œ away from the internet Ã¢â‚¬â€œ away from everything would ultimately cause more stress than it would just bringing the damn thing along. So he did.
I asked him what his peers thought of it. Surely, a short five years ago, people would criticize my friend for bringing his laptop. Or his cell phone. Anything that would distract him from enjoying a vacation.
When I asked, he responded that not only do people expect him to bring it along, but whenever heÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s checking his e-mail, others ask to use it as well.
Turns out, my friend and I arenÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t alone when it comes to suffering the pains of being disconnected from the world around us through the Internet.
So this is why I brought my laptop. I knew it would be too much of a burden to track down a computer with the coveted high-speed access that might as well run through my veins at this point.
DonÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t misunderstand; I will still enjoy the hell out of my vacation. In fact, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m writing this while sitting in the newest Starbucks in my former hometown in
southwest Florida. And tomorrow, when I go to the beach, my laptop will probably accompany me. (They have wi-fi at the beach now. Are you surprised?)