Let’s be real, in a time before the internet people didn’t have more adventures and make more meaningful connections. They watched TV and listened to CDs. Before that they listened to records and read magazines. Before that they listened to the radio and read bad dime novels. Before that they embroidered or some shit.
People have been staying inside and ignoring other people for as long as there have been buildings.
Seriously, this. I mean have you read Jane Austen? I mean, sure, there are dances and parties and all that shit, but in particular, in Pride and Prejudice, there’s at least one big scene at Mr Bingley’s house where Lizzie’s reading, Darcy’s writing a letter, and the others are all doing their own thing, too, with occasional bursts of conversation. They’re sharing a space, but they’re not constantly engaged with one another.
knitting in the dark 