micromasscommunication

I'm wired into a computer in the Earthsci building, in more ways than one. Cords and cables cover the desk; my ears are connected to the CD player by headphones. While sifting through trace element data, I'm keeping an eye on work, uni, and private email; my phone is letting me know that I have messages. (Hi virtual_munkee :) ). If I was at home, there would be a few forums running in the background too. It's heached a critical mass now - by the time I've finished reading or writing one piece of information, there are enough options that there will always be something else to answer, or something else to ask. I know where most of my "spare" time has gone this year...

When did I start needing to keep in touch with so many people? I still like disappearing off into the hills from time to time, but when I'm back in the city I slot myself back into that web without even thinking. Slip back into the warm embrace of all those extended communications, as you begin to have difficulty understanding how people could live without talking to hundreds of people each day...