First totally internet-free day. I’m quite aware right now that on this laptop, internet is only one click away, but I don’t want to make that click. Mainly because I’m benefiting from this thing. So far, I’ve had three productive days, working very focused on my song ‘TV’. This is probably the most laborious song on the album, but so far I don’t mind all the labour, because it’s paying off. Not only in results and progress, but also in the shape of a general feeling of accomplishment, which is nice.
Besides that, there’s also some anxiety building up. As of yet I can’t shake off the feeling that I might be missing stuff. Or maybe it’s just withdrawal. Because I can’t really say I’m missing anything so far. But of course things have changed quite radically, so I guess my body needs to adjust.
It really actually might be a physical thing. I’ll spare you the details, but I have to admit that, being a single household, quite a large percentage of my internet time is spent on sex. And while they say that masturbation’s healthy and stuff, too much of something is never good. I think it’s quite possible to get addicted to the natural high it brings. Absence of internet stimuli probably hugely decreases endorphin and other happy hormone Ievels in my body, so I might be more vulnerable to stress and anxiety. But the body is a great adaptor, so I’ll probably go through some rough time and then it will find a new balance. Time will tell.
Which brings me to the real evil of the internet: it can fool single people into believing that they have a real life. Internet brings everything: entertainment, social interaction, business opportunities. You can even order your groceries on the internet now. Our society has evolved to the point where we don’t need to leave the door to feel human anymore. It’s even possible to have genuine friendships with people you only know through the digital highway. And of course, when it comes to sex, there’s every possibility you can ever dream of.
The evil thing is that it fools you just enough to keep you inside and glued to your screen. People who live in multiple person households don’t have this problem. They have people knocking on their bedroom door. Joint meals. Coffee, tea, shared watching of a movie, games. Real interaction. But a single person doesn’t have these outside stimuli. And what’s more, they have become dependent on the internet to get something that resembles the social interaction that other people automatically get. But only just resembles it.
You have to have lots of willpower to get to the level of real social interaction people in multiple person households get naturally. You’ll have to turn off the computer, call other people and visit them. But the thing is, you lose a certain casualness when you arrange stuff like that. You’re still a single person who’s just visiting. After a while you’ll go home again, and it’ll be silent. And it’s that silence that will make you turn on that thing again. In desperate need of some interaction.
I’ve always been quite good at being alone. I spent most of my teen years alone in my room. But the difference back then was that there were six other people just outside my door. My mother always had meals ready at set times. My dad was always there when I came home from work late to have a nice chat. My brothers were always around to generally be silly with. I miss that. I’ve always missed that. To the point where I got addicted to a surrogate of that feeling.
The thing is, it will never be more than a surrogate. I’ve spent years of my life settling for that level of wellbeing. You know, it’s just ok, and I’m young, and being free has its benefits, and sure, someday I’ll start a family and be really happy. But that ‘someday’ is never going to happen if you keep saying it. You have to make it happen.
So that’s what I’m trying to do now. Sure, I might cut off some lines that I cherish. But I’m not strong enough to go online just for those lines. The other shit will come with it. I need to learn that the internet is not my life. So I’m starting from scratch. I need to build my life up from zero. Working on this album all by myself really is something I need to do. I need to know that I can do this. Only to never do it again.
Because when this album is finished, I’m going to work my ass off to share it with as many real-life people as I can. I want to play real shows for real people. Talk with them over drinks until the small hours. Meet amazing people, make friends, find a partner. It’s always been about that. I think that’s why I started making music in the first place. To connect with people. Real people. I think music is a great mirror of your soul. If you connect with someone musically, something magical is happening. That won’t happen online. I can get forty comments on every song that say it’s brilliant, but it doesn’t do anything for me. I’m sorry subscribers, followers, fans and the like, but the only way I can appreciate a musical connection is when I’m looking into the eyes of the listener. Seeing one person truly engulfed in my music when I’m performing makes me forget anything else. That’s what I’m living for. I’ve just been lulled into forgetting that for a while. But not anymore.