At early-forties, I don't think I count as "young" anymore.
Definitely: growing up without a cell phone was beautiful. I still remember driving around semi-lost, using paper maps, quite fondly (I still print directions).
My last partner (eight years my junior) "grew up on her cellphone" and it was just remarkable how fucked her brain was... at least different from my own landlined-childhood POV (e.g: attention-span; need for constant contact).
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And yet, my brain also enmushifies (lately: increasingly).
>>We get wise too late...
>>...and old too soon.
>>–Danish Proverb
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At early-forties, I don't think I count as "young" anymore.
Definitely: growing up without a cell phone was beautiful. I still remember driving around semi-lost, using paper maps, quite fondly (I still print directions).
My last partner (eight years my junior) "grew up on her cellphone" and it was just remarkable how fucked her brain was... at least different from my own landlined-childhood POV (e.g: attention-span; need for constant contact).
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And yet, my brain also enmushifies (lately: increasingly).