. . . about the internet and e-mail. I can't imagine living without it today, but how did I get this way?
Doesn't matter. E-mail has been down, and I have spent a week of my life in back-and-forth communication with my provider over why I cannot use my password anymore. A patched-up solution has been found, but there were days when I asked myself if I really needed all this stress— and the answer was, "Of course, of course! How else will you contact your friends?"
Now, a cup of tea and some soothing music. Debussy, I think.
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