another casualty of the information super highway
There are days when I'm convinced that I'm a casualty of the information super highway. There was once a time when I could keep my Yahoo! Inbox down to a trim 25 messages. These days I'm doing good to stave off triple digits! I'm getting positively buried allegedly meaningful e-mail. Just you wait. One day thousands of years from now archeologists will dig down into the primitive remains of a city dweller at a dig off the California coast only to find said dweller's skeletal remains hunched over a primitive piece of machinery with arcane buttons. What a way to go...death by e-mail.
There should be a diagnosis in the DSM-IV-TR for this malaise. Something like "Cyber-fatigue disorder NOS" would probably do the trick. Maybe it's only a matter of time. The human body can only take so much exposure to constructed reality.
There should be a diagnosis in the DSM-IV-TR for this malaise. Something like "Cyber-fatigue disorder NOS" would probably do the trick. Maybe it's only a matter of time. The human body can only take so much exposure to constructed reality.