to think about how wedded we are to our society’s electric nipple. As I get older the lure of convenience just doesn’t seem as important as interacting with real people. And it’s not that I’m doing anything wrong, its that I don’t want to be tracked across the grid because its none of their business. I want to choose how far I wish to be exposed and if that makes me a throwback or a luddite then so be it. Even if I don’t make use of it much there’s something precious about the right to be left alone.
The Beautiful Path 