As I took my summer vacation to meet my relatives, I did not have internet for a week.

Yes, you read right. No internet. For a week.

How did I cope, you ask? I did get really really bored but it was kind of fun.

I mean okay, I say that now because I have internet. I just got internet a few days ago and trust me, I love every second of it. To be completely frank, on second thought, the week without internet was hell. Completely.

I did not realize how dependent on the internet I am, to my phone, to my laptop, to any electronic device I can get my hands on. It is like I am stuck in a tiny world that I have made for myself on a screen and I refuse to part with it. I cannot handle to be without internet for long periods of time because I have become accustomed to having high-speed internet where ever I go and being without it is like losing a limb, not understanding where I am, or how to pass the time.

Not to mention that I mourned all my Snapchat steaks (may they rest in peace).

To say the least, it was a long week.

The whole world is connected with the internet and the fast pace of our daily lives gets faster and faster by the connectivity at our fingertips. It is what we have been accustomed to and living a different life without it seems impossible.

And it was hard, but I spent a lot of time with my relatives and I was really happy to meet them. I would say no regrets but I can't deny that I would have been more comfortable with internet access.

As much as my relatives talk about how much the internet is pointless and they don't require it, they lived their young years in a different time, with different priorities and even they can't deny how useful the internet ultimately is.

All in all, it was pretty exhausting and I never want to do that again, but it made me think about our overwhelming dependence on the internet.

Anyways, I'm going back to Instagram.