Traveling over the last few weeks, I marveled, still, at how much crap people carry around. I saw rolling briefcases by the score; books, papers, laptops, laptop cords spilling out of them. I remember those days. It was five years ago. I carried one bag and some days my shoulder would ache because of everything that I had stuffed into it.
But the world is different now. I carry 10 to maybe 100x more pages of documents with me everywhere I go, but the weight I carry is probably 100th of what it once was. I read the more ephemeral stuff electronically, and my growing library of pdf's is sync'd across all my devices - no more worrying that I'll lose my marginalia if I leave a printout on a table in a coffee shop. I still carry books, but I long ago realized that I rarely read more than one of the handful that I would have on me. I've learned to take advantage of the tools that I have rather than carrying my crap strewn life on the El or trying to stuff it into an overhead bin.
Thus ends my rant...
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