Time seems to be accelerating. I remember when the school holidays dragged – days felt like weeks, and finding activities to occupy the time was not always easy. Now, the days slip by – hours flash past, and sometimes it’s a challenge to recall the correct year.
Recently, we had serendipity of internet downtime at my home – I am as guilty as the other inhabitant in that I rely on its service to augment the hours between work and sleep. But I am also able to put my technology down, out of eyesight, and read for hours. It is not a requirement for my leisure time to be connected, at every moment, but I do take it for granted when internet is ‘just there’, existing, functioning.
When we discovered we were lacking the link to the internet, there was a moment of panic from my companion. Not willing to admit defeat, they continued to check their social media over the phone network. I broke from my Sudoku (paper and pen I add!) and proposed a board game.
Those things we used to do as kids, that sit gathering dust in many houses. Monopoly, Scrabble, Cluedo, Trivial Pursuit. I opted for the latter, and, after some convincing, the phone was put down and we played.
We shared quality time, jokes, discussions. We acted as enablers to each other’s cheating. We prompted each other to recall names (well, my co-Pursuiter provided me with an abundance of hints,,,), laughed, and whizzed through the deck of questions. The fortune of being without provided us with something more valuable: real connection. The sort that only happens when faced with another person. Collaborating, sharing, building on a relationship, eye-contact, real-time laugher. Turning cards, not scrolling feeds. Feeling something other than plastic, glass or metal in our hands.
The world does not stop when we take a pause. Time is so very short, and speeds past us intangibly. Let us appreciate the fortune of moments when we are without the comforts we have grown accustomed to; see these times as serendipitous, seek out new opportunities (and even revisit the fun and games of our childhoods).