Nostalgically Unsynched

I recall what life was like before we were all digitally connected 24 hours per day. I remember getting in my car and being unavailable for a long duration. I remember solitude unbroken by ringtones and alerts. I remember the excitement of receiving a handwritten letter. My mind has associated the simplicity of this era with the happiness that I experienced during this time, which may be a completely false association.

I know that I can return to that reduced saturation of technology any time that I choose, but unplugging would merely be a futile grasp for times and places that can never be rediscovered. Psychologically, I cannot truly disconnect, because merely disengaging doesn’t remove the capability to connect, so any freedom from technology is a facade. It is contrived. It is denial. It is nostalgia driven deception.