My whole life has been shaped by rapid tech innovation. That’s the blessing and the curse of being a millennial—we grew up knowing the before and after of a world that’s swiping our humanness from us.
So I’ve decided I want to get a typewriter.
Before my dad’s parents passed, they’d downsized. When they did, cleaning out their house was like something out of a movie. Most people probably would’ve called them hoarders. Grandma would’ve said they were collectors, Pa might’ve mumbled something about being practical. To his credit, we never knew for sure if the stuff in those piles would come in handy one day. But they were there... just in case.
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