I am an addict. I have two books going in codex form, and one on my Kindle. But I cannot not check email and visit “my” blog sites, including this one. I cannot not check the news.
It’s a longing, a deep restlessness. Where is the world? Ah! Yes I’m sucking at the world’s teat again and it’s everything I want.
I have to sit where my IPad can charge.
I feel pain when it goes dark, I feel hallelujah when I see the bitten apple again.
WTF has happened to me, the bookworm, lover of the codex?
How can these disembodied minds whom I only “know” through the…what, airwaves? Electric currents? be so real and important to me?
Me, a stranger and a sojourner in this land like my fathers before me?
“Whoever you are….I have always depended on the kindness of strangers”.
Me too! My internet and tv have been off for a couple of days now, and I feel totally lost 😂
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Maybe it is simply that in a world gone mad we need to have contact, no matter how tenuous, with the few other like minded souls who haven’t bought into every post-modern depravity?
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I DO, I do need that! I’m grateful for it. But still the intensity of my need scares me.
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We are grateful for both it (“the intensity of your need”) and you, Hypatia, our national treasure.
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Awww….😊!
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