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Originally Posted by latepaul
What experience has anyone else had with this? Do you think your reading style has changed? Can you still consume dense prose and convoluted sentences with relish? (assuming you ever did!)
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Yes, I can; online stuff didn't change my reading, as far as I can see. IMHO the change in reading is not caused by online reading per se, but by the pace of life nowadays; or better, the pace of life which many people seem to find normal.
My modus operandi is quite different (and very comparable to CWatkinsNash).
Basically, I just *don't hurry*. Not even at work, if there's not a very good reason for it. I don't get stressed out (normally), and I'm not always trying to do many things at the same time. You'll never find me trying to make a phone call while paying my groceries while also chatting with someone else.
My unhurried way of living has given me a 20 hour attention span (if I should need it), and patience, among other things.
I *refuse* to jam-pack every single minute in my schedule with some sort of activity or task, and I build in buffers whenever possible. The result is that, mostly, I always have time, while others are always rushing.
Others: "Let's see.... yes, I can fit that appointment in between 16:21 and 16:47; Yes, see you then. I just need to make sure I leave on time for my appointment of 16:50."
Me: "No, sorry. Can't fit that appointment today, but you can pick another date. Choose any time after 16:00, and any day, except next Tuesday."
I am also alone, by choice, which provides me the option of doing (or not doing) whatever I want, when I want, and how I want.
Other people actually hate me for my way of living. Not too long ago, someone told me:
"Yeah, easy for you to say, but you have a *simple* life!"
Indeed. That's the entire point of my remark, fool. You don't just *have* a simple life, you *choose* to lead it as such.
I chose this simple life, just as you chose the complex one, having a wife, a girlfriend, two mistresses, 5 children (in between mentioned four women), packing every single waking minute with tasks and appointments (making up lies in the process to keep the wife, gf and mistresses out of each other's hair), causing you to have the attention span of a goldfish, because you always feel you need to be doing something else than the thing you are actually doing.
So there. That was some monstrous sentence, wasn't it?
