When I travel to the UK for the summer with my family, I can feel the ties being cut, one by one. My phone doesn’t have roaming. Cellular is lost. I stare out the window and wonder about where I am instead of pinging Google Maps.
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The disconnection grows as I board the ship: the Queen Mary 2, headed on an eight-day trans-Atlantic ride from Southampton, England to Brooklyn, New York. No stops. A massive boat, and the endless seas for more than a week.
I feel like I’m stepping off into the forest, and at first it’s uncomfortable. But I used to feel a deeper need to get back online. Now, I love the feeling of disappearing.
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