Information sickness

The bumbling, buzzing confusion in my head makes me ponder whether I’m returning to babyhood.

I spent the better part of ten days in Alaska earlier this month.

Upon return, I headed to Asilomar for several days of intense Overlap 09.

I was off the grid for more than half the month. So many exciting ideas have flowed by in my absence that I am feeling overwhelmed. Drowning. The conversation has moved off my map.

I know, I know. Let bygones be bygones. I should be content to rejoin the flow. Nonetheless, catching up feels necessary yet insurmountable.

The current is so much faster than a year or two ago. Blink and you miss an entire paradigm shift.

Am I alone in feeling like this?

By the way, the phone on my desk just rang. It was Bill from the Carpet Cleaners with a special offer. I’m on the National Do Not Call List. How does one extract revenge on these telemarketing life spammers? I want Bill and the friendly folks who are worried about my vehicle warranty, my page rank, and my opportunities for additional credit cards to fork over a few years of community service in return for their sins.

So much life, so little time.

Gotta run.