Fifteen years ago I plunked my stories out on a manual typewriter, and thought nothing about what else technology might do for me. Three days ago I was shaking, stumbling around the house, mumbling to myself, in full internet withdrawl. I would stop strangers on the street: "Please, Miss, do you have a computer and an internet connection? All I need is one hit, just one to get me by ..."
Life was simpler ten years ago.