The past few days have been a whirlwind of so many things happening at once.
There has been a lot of anxiety about when I get there, and how I will be able to find internet, phone cards, even drive a stick for the first time on the opposite side that I’m used to. But on the outside, the world is busy.
The lull of the summer heat is wearing off and bands are busting out new records, terrorist groups are growing stronger, diseases are striking fear, friends are moving on with life through new opportunities, and everyone is eager for tomorrow to bring fresh news of what’s happening.
I barely can keep myself up to date with all the bustle. My Twitter and Facebook have blown up with excited posts about new and amazing things or sometimes tragic reminders. I’ve been scrolling through headlines trying to read as much as I can, while also squeezing in news of my own to my networks about how I am doing.
I am anxious and stressed.
How will I be able to keep up when I won’t have 24 hour internet access? How will people know how my day was, or how can I connect with my favorite bands and communities that I worked so hard to maintain through social media?
And then, I breathe.
Life is not a Twitter feed, Facebook wall, or an Instagram collage. I have completely forgotten that life happens regardless of if I write a blog about it or not.
I forgot this because it has become the only way I can connect with people while I’m at home. I don’t have a car, I live in a small town, and all of my friends are at least three hours away. I’m remotely connected at best, through social media.
But here I am, about to enter into a new community that will require my full attention if I want to survive. I will have to observe the habits and norms of the new city to understand when I’m safe or when I should be worried. I will have to read their newspapers and engage in conversations to understand my new culture. I will have to suck it up, and talk to people. I will have to walk or drive outside to meet and engage new people. I can’t learn all of that through the internet.
Life happens around us all, and if we sit on the computer we may feel a part of it but we can’t forget to go and experience it ourselves.