Why, Fi?

Alone in a room and unamused, I found that there was no Wi-Fi. I was not prepared for this disaster and sat in stillness. Each signal bar slowly withered away as I moved further into a space of disorder and sadness. How will I see the joy in strangers’ lives? How will I see who won the game of likes? How will I be connected to the flawless internet world?

The bars flickered like thin tree branches during a hurricane. There was no signal, and my heart raced. I stood up with a surge of strength and dragged my feet into what some call the outdoors. Who wants nature when the screen gives a nurturing light? Why abandon the light of my eyes when I want to escape voices, sounds, and fights? Freedom and confinement sat beneath my nose.

Go there, outside where the branches are real; that tree is where I saw the baby bird's first meal. Experience the clouds, apples, forests, and hula-hoops, not iClouds, Apples, Amazon, and Hulu. Oxygen filled my lungs and I was ready to be a human again. Hands free of technology I realized the thing that connects me to a bigger world, only brings me further from the world itself.