An admirer of the Amish and fan of Little House on the Prairie who lives in a geographic hub of technology innovation is bound to feel a bit out-of-place sometimes. That out-of-place feeling can actually be a bit self-satisfying… it lends itself to thinking things like, “Well at least I am not caught up in all of that business! I am more dedicated to the simple things in life than some people.”
But, when I (the aforementioned admirer of Amish) was plucked from technology central and dropped into a place where I had no access to free internet, I came to an unfortunate revelation. It turns out that I am not Laura Ingalls Wilder. I have grown far more accustomed to access to information via the internet than I would like to admit.
I say this both as an explanation for the delay in the publishing of this post, and as a confession. I have some work to do in my quest toward simpler living. I need to remember how I solved problems and answered questions before the age of the internet.