"They’ll never experience that particular kind of mental wandering that happens when you’re stuck waiting somewhere with no phone, no book, no stimulation except whatever your brain decides to do with itself."
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Tomer Rozenberg
I was talking to my eight-year-old nephew last week when he said something that stopped me cold: "I don't know what to do when my tablet dies." Not "I'm sad when my tablet dies" or "I wish my tablet didn't die"—but "I don't know what to do."
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