After reading jmadog's post entitled, "Anticipation", where he opines about motorcycle riders becoming addicted to their cellphones, I couldn't help thinking about this in a more grand scale.
Today, when we go out on a motorcycle ride, we still take our world with us.
It used to be as recently as the 1970s, when we left home, we left our world behind. We couldn't take our telephone with us. There was no GPS. We didn't have mobile computers. We couldn't search for the best hotel rates in advance. We didn't have ATM cards. Even if we had credit cards, a lot of places still didn't accept them.
But today, I still have my world with me. With smartphones, laptops, GPS, SPOT Tracker, GoPro, MP3 players, Wi-Fi and 4G connectivity, it seems being left to our own devices now has a new meaning. And with Facebook, Twitter, Google+, even our friends on the cloud. All that shit I wanted to leave behind? It follows me through e-mails, text messages, and voice. I'm never on a vacation.
When we leave home for a long road trip, we're not really leaving home at all. We're just changing the scenery.
On the other hand, it feels good to remain constantly connected to my world, wherever I am. Even in a strange city full of strangers, I still feel at ease and in security.
But if I strive to remain constantly connected like this, will I ever find the courage to throw it all away and rely on the strength inside?