An Unhealthy Relationship With Google
I no longer bother to commit facts to long-term memory, nor do I bother to remember new skills I’ve learned. Why would I? Isn’t that what Google is for?
Torre DeRoche is the author of two travel memoirs, Love with a Chance of Drowning (2013) and The Worrier’s Guide to the End of the World (due out September 2017). She has written for The Atlantic, The Guardian Travel, The Sydney Morning Herald, Emirates, and two Lonely Planet anthologies.
I no longer bother to commit facts to long-term memory, nor do I bother to remember new skills I’ve learned. Why would I? Isn’t that what Google is for?
It’s a black night and the wind is vile. The waves must be twenty feet high. We’re tipping, staggering, flying down each angry wave and my stomach keeps bottoming out like we’re in a plummeting elevator. Our little boat, Amazing Grace, isn’t so amazing right now …
I was about an hour’s drive south of Haifa, wearing a bright orange jumpsuit and nestled awkwardly between the legs of a large Israeli man …
It was a cool summers night and although the doors of the holding facility were open, the bars of my cell were asphyxiating. I couldn’t take being locked up. I just couldn’t take it. I desperately craved the freedom of the road again and I knew I had to escape …
I’m going to die, I thought sadly. The sadness actually surprised me more than the thought itself. I wasn’t panicking, I wasn’t stressed. I wasn’t kicking and screaming with every ounce of energy I had to prevent my untimely death. I’d simply accepted that I was going to die.
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