All in life
"The thought police would get him just the same. He had committed--would have committed, even if he had never set pen to paper--the essential crime that contained all others in itself. Thoughtcrime, they called it. Thoughtcrime was not a thing that could be concealed forever. You might dodge successfully for a while, even for years, but sooner or later they were bound to get you." – George Orwell (1984)
You can’t argue that technology has made our lives better. When I’m feeling lonely or isolated, I can pick up my phone and call my mom, my sister, or any one of my friends. I have friends living in Egypt, England, Spain, and Germany. None of them are more than 48 hours of travel away. And I have so much information accessible in the palm of my hands that, with a decent amount of motivation and enough coffee, I can learn anything I want.
A few summers ago, I was driving along Highway 96 in southern British Columbia. Me and my ’97 black Ford Ranger – the first car I ever owned – had Calgary in the rear-view mirror and were on our way to the lake. The windows were down (because there was no air conditioning and it was the middle of July), the music was loud (the CD player was broken and stuck at one level), and I was singing at the top of my lungs (I just like to do that).
“The neurotic who learns to laugh at himself may be on the way to self-management, perhaps to a cure.”
- Gordon W. Allport