Extra day

I used to want an extra day off when I’d get home from a trip. It started after undergrad; I can’t remember what exactly happened but I had the chance to take a day after getting back from a trip, didn’t, was miserable, swore never to do it again. Now my trips are so short, I don’t leave the extra day and it’s been fine. I was thinking about how it was just necessity—since I can’t do the extra day anymore, I don’t imagine I want the extra day—and then I thought about how technology had changed so much. There wasn’t a day of catching up with personal stuff. Everything’s on the computer, everything’s on the phone, phone’s with me. Sure, syncing doesn’t work the way I want it to, remote accessing doesn’t work the way I want it to, but it works. It’s doable. I’m not even sure I like it being doable. Personal technology has just reached that point.

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