It's Sunday morning. I have my toast and my coffee and the sun is shining through the windows....and you know what I really want??? A newspaper. A big, floppy, 20 pages long, get your fingers dirty with black ink NEWSPAPER. I know, I know..... I know I can jump on the internet for any kind of news I'm looking for. In a matter of 30 seconds, I can go from the Tennessean to USA Today to the Lawrence Journal World to the New York Times. If that in itself wasn't handy enough, lets talk about the fact that I can do all of this without wasting a single sheet of paper! Incredible! I get it. It's the age of the internet and it's just....fantastic. So freaking super duper.
It just not the same. I'm sorry! It's not. When I read the news on the internet, it doesn't relax me the way an old horse and buggy, analog newspaper would. The sad part is, I am one of those people who lives between the NOW and the past. I'm not so old school that I actually SUBSCRIBE to a local newspaper, so I really can't even complain. My boyfriend was like, "Well, Sarah, go to the store and buy a newspaper." He was right and I KNEW he was right! But I didn't! I got online. And the first thing I looked at was some article about how Eminem is busting on Mariah about how he has pictures of her doing some unspeakable things and....there ya go. My fault. Shouldn't have clicked on it, but I kind of couldn't help myself.
I think that the people out there who were born in the 90's or later might not know what I'm talking about, because all they have ever known is a world where the internet is ruler of all things informative.....but can I get a HOLLA from my peeps who understand what I am saying?? For instance, lately I have had camping on my brain. All I can think about at night is how I wish I was building a fire in the middle of NOWHERE. I think my next group of 3 days off, I will just go and do it. I really want to stay in the woods for a good 2 days and 2 nights with no cell phone and no city lights.
If my Dad was reading this, which I bet he will... I'm sure he would say that I'm being dramatic and he would make some wise crack about how, if I HAD subscribed to a newspaper, I would NEVER read it....that I'm being idealistic....and that I should start by buying a newspaper every morning to see if I actually read it. He would also say that I don't need 3 days off to go camping and that I should just go to the country somewhere and roast some hotdogs under the stars and maybe spend the night in a tent. I know he's right. And just typing this has made me realize that that's exactly what I need to do.
I'm jonesing for a newspaper. SO GO BUY A NEWSPAPER!! Baby steps.... I know.