Last Monday, after a weekend of rain and sickness, the blues washed over me. I pushed through the items on my to-do list just to remain productive. (It’s good, sometimes, to put yourself on auto-pilot and take care of the next thing.)
At one point, I found myself sitting at the basement computer, fighting the urge to check my favorite news and political commentary sites. It struck me, in that moment, how much like a drug the Internet can be. I was feeling bad, and the thing that would make me feel better was a mere click away.