Learning through procrastination, or, third world first world problems

Now that I’m traveling instead of working, it seems ironic that I seem as busy as ever, even when Mike and I take a day off to do Internet stuff. I’m probably not. I did get to read several books in the past two weeks, whereas when I work it takes me weeks to get through one. I get to sleep in.

Before you get too envious, back to being busy. I still feel pressure. Pressure to see. Pressure to do. Pressure to document. These are outside activities, which conflict with inside activities. Pressure to document past activities. Pressure to get our things organized. Pressure to compile and upload our wedding photos. (And Mike also does our accounting.) These inside activities in turn conflict with the pressure to go outside and take advantage of the good weather (my weather app has predicted rain every day this week, though so far we’ve only been rained out in the evenings).

Well, even though we did a lot today, and then came back to the hostel and did a good deal or inside/online activity, the inbox is never empty. What’s odd though, is all of the things that don’t even make it into the inbox anymore.

I don’t read the news anymore. I don’t watch Ted Talks or listen to music on YouTube. I hardly touch Pinterest. I’m too absorbed in uploading to Facebook that I browse even less than before. Before, these were my sources of procrastination. Now, I have nothing to procrastinate from. Even though I have stuff to do and feel pressure to do them, I pretty much want to do those things, and hence don’t need distraction from them (except when the Internet is slow. Then I check Pinterest to make sure it’s the App and not just the Internet).

I know, this sounds great, and it is. Despite the inherent uncomfortableness of foreign travel, what with not having ready access to good bathrooms or familiar comfort foods, I am enjoying myself. But at the same time, I miss other aspects of settled life. Like procrastination.

I suppose I should mention that I miss being in school as well. A flood of education pins have been showing up on Pinterest as the rest of the world starts the school year. I pinned a lot, but looked at hardly any in any greater depth. Usually I would, but no matter how enticing it is to learn about new ways to teach reading comprehension, it’s never as enticing as when you have 24 papers to grade.

So I learned a lot through the Internet when I had a life that was conducive to procrastination. We can get a lot of stuff done when we’re supposed to be doing other things. I still learn things by walking through Georgetown and reading the plaques posted everywhere too. But I’m not learning the same kinds of things. Here I’m learning about history, art, and cuisine, with some foreign language thrown in (I guess I’m also finally learning how certain social media platforms work), whereas before I used to learn about reading, writing, psychology, social science, ideas–whatever my wiki walks led to.

So, yeah . . . This was supposed to be about how procrastination educates you, but I guess it’s ultimately about how even though I’m wandering through a hotbed of culture too quickly to process, I still miss browsing the Internet.

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