Ah the sweet sweet mother’s milk of mainlined Internet access. Who can deny what a terrific luxury it is to blast down the Infobahn while soaring through the clouds? I can! Remember what it was like to be unreachable? Here’s my Harvey Dent moment: I do remember what it’s like to be unreachable; it meant taking a redeye instead of a daytime flight so I wouldn’t miss a day of work. Still, I can’t help but look back fondly on those days…
I know, I know: If you don’t like it, don’t use it. But am I the only one who feels obligated to jack in transit if the option presents itself? Hell, I’m in transit right now. A fantastic book freshly downloaded to my Kindle. But here I am. Working. Because I can. It’s not just me, right?
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