This semester is the first time I have been able to access the internet from where I live. On most days I wake up and log online, overjoyed with the knowledge that I can find the answer to anything my brain can think up.
I can look up Cold War factoids, I can discover new authors and poets, I can do anything.
But as soon as I sign online, some childish impulse rears its head, and I end up on You-Tube typing in obscure bands and watching old videos. Hours later it's too late to do what I originally intended and I walk away from the computer heavy and groggy, not remembering anything I looked at.Even when I do manage to find a site that interests me, I soon forget much of what I've read about.
Maybe I'm just old fashioned but I find a book to be ultimately more fulfilling than reading content online. A book is real,it has weight and has been stamped with the printed word. You can see and read the printed words on the page-and for whatever reason those words seem to have more of an impact than words on a screen.
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Yes, reading a book is better than anything you can read online. Sometimes, I lost myself too while I am on the Internet. It is a world, only one "click" away...
But a book, oh gosh, a book is anotehr world too, a world I love...
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