I remember looking up at the stars much like tonight in 1999 checking the time on a Sprint PCS TouchPoint phone. I was thinking how big the world was and how I could never fully know it. I was thinking of the internet and how amazing it was that I could talk to someone anywhere at anytime. I could almost see cyberspace in the night sky. But even that did make the world seem smaller, it made it even bigger any more mysterious. I remember the feeling of anticipated adventure of life that lay ahead of me and the mystery of it all. The air was quite, but I could feel , almost like a 6th sense, the data overflowing out of the phone lines above my head. This is the feeling I chase but will never feel again. This is nostalgia. Unfortunately in our hyper connected social world, it will never feel big again. I will chase nostalgia until I can't any longer. The internet raceway of telephone lines above my head is quite and I can feel it's absence like a loud silence making my ears bleed. That world is gone.
They usually are the worst drivers too lmao, worse than the plague of hybrids and teslas you find when you get closer to places like St. Charles or Northbrook.
I think even cars from the mid/late 10's weren't so bad since the digital displays they used were usually pretty simple. Now we gotta worry about if Ford is gonna brick your car with a software patch.