Still on dial-up. I hope my regular connection comes back soon; my Google Reader says I have 100+ new blog posts to read! I visit some sites now and then, but the thing is, pages take so long to load, it's frustrating...but I'm looking forward to reading each one soon.
Mimi (who, like Morgen, Rhys, and Gale, has multiple post daily disorder) asked me how I dealt with Internet withdrawal symptoms. I never did do away with them totally, Mims. During the day it was pretty easy. I have my family to lavish my attention on.
It was hardest at night, when everyone was snugly asleep in bed, and because I'm usually online during the nighttime. Wide awake in the wee hours of the mornings of those three days of darkness, what did I do to keep myself occupied? Much as I love books, I couldn't bring myself to read by candlelight; my vision is poor enough as it is already. I didn't want to make it any worse.
So, deprived of my usual Web wandering options, I turned to one of my favorite activities: self-stimulation.
No, wait. That didn't come out the way I meant it to.
Self-amusement? No, wrong term as well.
Mental meanderings, that's it.
In the dead of night, I closed my eyes...and I wasn't "power"-less and in the dark anymore. I was gazing at the weather-worn countenance of the Sphinx; I was visiting the rooms in the Tower of London where luminaries like Elizabeth I, Mary Queen of Scots, and Lady Jane Grey were imprisoned; I was walking the halls of the Prado Museum; I was seeing the Parthenon bathed in moonlight; I was looking at life as it was in samurai-era Japan; I was floating effortlessly in the Dead Sea; I was wading in the age-old waters of the Sea of Galilee; I was drinking beer on the white sands of a beach on a quiet island after a day of learning to surf and dive in the warm, blue ocean.
Plumbing the depths of imagination, scaling the heights of fantasy. Not a bad way to while away hours of solitude in the hours before the dawn. Even my dark Galadriel/Medusa gave me no grief during those hours.
I hope this post answers your question, Mimimimi.