A friend once remarked to me that when she’s writing something out by hand, she occasionally expects a red line to appear under a word if she fears she’s misspelled it. I have to say that I have experienced that same sensation, more than once. Then just recently, I was trying to recall the details of a particular past experience in my own life when I had the impulse to google it online. I had to catch myself and laugh a bit. Did I really expect that every detail of my life was stored somewhere online?

It’s amazing how much we have access to online these days. Any question you have, if Wikipedia doesn’t have the answer, you’re bound to find it somewhere in cyberspace. Of course when this behavior then becomes rather obsessive/compulsive, we shame our computers as being the great time-wasters of our day. Perhaps this is true, but at least with our lack of productivity comes all sorts of useless knowledge that we otherwise never would have known.  A whole new education based on the whims of my ADD mind.

Of course I do need the internet to do the work that I do, so for better or for worse, we are stuck together. Perhaps that will change once I hit the ground running in Chad, but for now, I’ve even found a bus company that offers free wireless and power outlets onboard. I’ll be taking my first trip up to Boston on a Bolt Bus this week, so we’ll see how I feel about it after that, but with their amazingly competitive prices, already I just have to say, ‘Look out Chinatown bus!’