At some point, maybe tomorrow, I'll have both time and Internet connection to reflect back on Thanksgiving. Today is not that day. Let me record a few brief observations:
--I get a lot more done when the Internet is gone--the old-fashioned kind of work. Yesterday I made serious progress on a short story that's been eluding me for a month.
--I was surprised by how many things I thought I wanted to look up, but couldn't, because of lack on Internet access. I kept writing, and it didn't really matter.
--Interesting to realize how often my brain wants to distract me.
--Someone cut the line at the pole. I was surprised to realize how relieved I was when I found out that the lack of Internet access wasn't my fault and that I couldn't have fixed it, no matter how I tried. The Comcast tech took 2 hours to get us back online.
--Of course, I didn't completely disconnect. Unlike my time at Thanksgiving, I did listen to NPR.
--My brain circles back to North Korea's missile test. For the past 10 years, I've thought that I was worrying about the wrong apocalypse--I spent my youth looking for mushroom clouds, not rising seas or temperatures. Now I'm worried about it all.
--Part of me isn't as worried as I would have been in my younger years. I've lived a lot and gotten to do a lot. If it all went up in flames or waves today, I wouldn't have many regrets except for not having a chance to have great experiences again.
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