I think I’ve developed a certain addiction to information – I work on a computer all day, but when I get home I turn the computer on and keep clicking.

After a while it’s not even research or stuff I have to do – there becomes something comforting in typing, clicking of the keyboard, pointing with the mouse, and seeing various colored pixels wash over the screen.  Flickr and YouTube for visuals, MySpace and Facebook for brief snippets of friends’ lives and photos.  It’s like drinking a coffee with a lot of sugar; I know it’s not substantial or necessarily good for me, but it gives me a little rush during the day.

For a while there, I had gotten into the habit of reading a book in the evenings, so that my rush of information wouldn’t keep me up at night.  Even now I’m typing this a bit late at night; I’ll get back to my book after finishing up with a few blog posts and YouTube searches.