There is no denying that we live in a digital age. People tend to snap, tweet and use Tinder more than we talk, laugh and interact offline. This is not to say that there are no benefits to the modern era of digital accommodations and progression. However, this past weekend the dangers of living online became too real for me.

Like any 19-year-old girl there is no storage on my phone. In fact, there is negative storage. I'm not sure how this is even possible, but my phone currently says it is over capacity by 98 MB. Similarly, my laptop's startup disk is also full. Now, granted, most of this is probably be taken up by odd selfies and pictures of food on vacations I've taken, but those are what seem to be important to my young self.

I recently downloaded Beyoncé's "Lemonade" album and because of my insufficient storage, I can't even get all the songs to play on my phone. So in an effort to seem technologically adequate I began to Google how to free up space on my computer's startup disk so I could download the pictures off my phone and finally jam to "Formation" on my drive's home.

The search results seemed trustworthy and without researching the subject too extensively, a.k.a. trusting the first link at the top of my Google results, I "cleared my caches." For those of you who are also technologically challenged like me you may not know what this means, and quite honestly I'm still not all the way sure but I knew that if there was one thing I was worried about losing it was pictures.

So I cleared the cache (wow that sounds so techy) and immediately went to search for my iPhoto to make sure everything was all intact, but it was gone.

I tried searching in finder, my applications and pretty much everywhere in between but there was no trace of my beloved iPhoto. Let me stop right here and let you know that for all the love I am spewing for my photos I have taken no preventative measures to back them up so for lack of better wording, I was screwed.

As I sat on the second floor Ugli, already a depressing place to find yourself in the summer, I began to think about all of the memories I had lost. The melodrama continued as I reflected back to when I was a child and would look at old pictures from when my parents were children. I looked out the window to South U, fully engrossed in my melodrama, and thought about how my children would never be able to see my first two years of college besides on Facebook — if that is even around then.

Now, I fully acknowledge that I was being a drama queen but actually take a minute to think about it. The majority of our lives are online. We rely on technology to support our daily actions and if something were to go wrong Y2K-style or something tech related, what would we have left? We spend hours every day scrolling through social media and being "online," but what is that worth?

Thankfully, I was able to recover my pictures with the help of some of technologically gifted friends, but this was a lesson to me. It's important to take the time to live in the present and enjoy the things that aren't online. Don't worry about capturing the perfect picture of your dinner at Savas, don't concern yourself with Boomeranging your best friend jumping off the pier — enjoy those moments offline. You can't count on everything to last forever so make sure that you are getting the most of the everyday and every moment because in the end that is what is going to matter.