Analog World vs Digital World​

Losing My Connection With The Analog vs Digital World

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There’s a quiet discomfort that’s been building inside me.

As I grow older in this fast-paced world of instant texts and glowing screens, I’ve started to notice something strange—something unsettling. I feel like I’m slowly losing touch with the analog world… that raw, grounded version of life that once felt so natural and alive.

Let me tell you what happened today.

I decided to do something simple—something I used to love. I sat down to write this blog post by hand. Not in Google Docs. Not in my phone’s Notes app. Just a pen and a notebook. Old-school vibes.

But the moment I put pen to paper… something unexpected happened.

I froze… I forgot how to write.

No, seriously—I knew the thoughts I wanted to express. The words were there, clear in my mind. But somehow, I struggled to bring them out. I hesitated with spelling. My hand felt clumsy, slow. My sentences were awkward, unfinished, almost foreign.

It was like trying to speak a language I used to know but hadn’t practiced in years.

But then… I opened my laptop.

I started typing the same thoughts—and boom. It all flowed. Like magic. The spelling came back. The rhythm returned. My fingers moved almost on their own.

And that’s what really shook me.

How could something I grew up doing—writing with my own hand—suddenly feel so unfamiliar?

This isn’t just about me, I think. It’s something deeper. Something we’re all facing, even if we don’t realize it.

In my latest blog post, “Are We Losing Our Writing Skills?”, I explored how digital convenience is subtly erasing something essential from our lives—our connection with writing, expression, and even thought itself.

And now, it feels personal.

I remember being a kid with rough notebooks, black-ink pens, and no backspace key. That was the world I knew. That world made me feel present and grounded. But now? Even jotting down a few lines makes me second-guess my own skills.

That scares me.

Because it’s not just about writing. It’s about losing touch with a part of myself. A part that once found comfort in slowness, meaning in the physical act of creation. A part that wasn’t always rushing, always connected to Wi-Fi.

So here I am, ironically using a screen to share this realization—with you.

Maybe you’ve felt this too.

That awkwardness of writing a birthday card… the hesitation before signing your name… the ache in your wrist after just a few sentences.

This blog is not just a rant—it’s a reminder.

Let’s not lose that analog spark. Let’s bring back a page a day. A line. A doodle. A thought scribbled in the margin. Let’s make writing by hand feel familiar again.

Because sometimes, in a world that moves too fast, it’s the slowest things that bring us back to ourselves.

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