A few weeks ago I finished my eighteen days without: weed, the Internet, clocks, and indoors. Now I’ve had a little while to get back to life withthese things I feel I should speak about my experience.
Weed: My time away gave me a greater appreciation for it again and less desire to do it so often.
Internet: I became far more, for lack of a better word, proactive. More reading, more writing, more meditating. Strangely I met up with less people — though I suspect it was simply because of the novelty of doing completely different things that kept me occupied. I think this one is completely linked with my giving up indoors as well.
Clocks: Turned out to be kind of pointless; made it a lot harder to meet up with people. I don’t use clocks enough anyway for it to have made much of a difference. Having said that, it was nice only knowing how much of the day I had left from the sun, it felt like a far better way to judge a day.
Indoors: This is the big success story. I spent so much time watching sunrises and sunsets, clouds, just nature: a far better way to live. I didn’t get that stifling feeling of boredom in my chest, I’d just hop up on the shed and watch the sky. Though my time outdoors did cost my my ipod and phone, both of which got soaked on two different occasions. If it wasn’t so damn rainy now I’d be back outside in the tent.