My Cruiseship Memory

This theme comes up a lot in my blogs, the idea of technology bringing us closer yet ruining many of our relationships.  With the advent of texting, my dating life has changed for the worse.  I once preferred the phone, but now find it awkward, even associating it with anxiety.

My good friend DN asked if I was scared to call him last week.  I’ve known the Texan for 5 years now.  While we do keep in touch, it’s been mostly through texting, at least that’s how I’ve been initiating my conversations.  Yet he brings up a good point, I have rarely called him in the past few years, and it always the vice versa when we talk.  The point is, through the creation of this new technology, it has ruined my ability to create close personal relationships with people.  I no longer know how to call people and have a natural conversation with them.  My heart pumps fast at the thought of facing the inevitable awkward silence.

So I think about it a lot, the idea of taking a break from my technology.  Easier said than done right?  Most of the time, I don’t get a break from my smart phone unless I’m traveling to an area without reception or I forget to bring a charger…which brings me to my main point in writing this blog- a memory of the time I went on my Ensenada cruise with Mariah and Boratha.  I had forgotten to bring my charger so I turned off my phone for the entire trip.  It was definitely nice to take a break from reality.  At the time of course, I was dating MN.  When I turned on my phone at the end of my trip, with the last ounce of battery life I looked foward to my text messages very much like one anxiously awaits their snail mail packages when they order somethign online.

–Vibrate– ”Did you eat my orange?”  While my heart sank, having expected a more romantic text from the person I was dating, I can laugh at the memory now while writing this post and drinking SauBlanc in bed.