I grew up pre-internet in the middle of nowhere, more than a mile from the nearest neighbor and 20 miles from anything you could call a town. and we had a somewhat oddball home computer that noone else had at school. Computer magazines were literally my only source of information for my system. I remember checking the mailbox every day and then spending hours reading every word in each new issue. typing in programs, dreaming of owning the fancy upgrades and new hardware.

I love being able to access almost anything instantly, but it kind of reduces my appreciation of everything at the same time

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