I mentioned the other day that we have come very far with technology. Cell phones, social media, etc have given us a certain security that even a few decades ago would have been inconceivable.
I appreciate that, but I also miss the basic mystery and danger of the years of my youth.
Growing up in rural western Kentucky, my cousins, grandparents and many friends lived close. By close, I mean within a few miles. I could walk through a field, to my grandparents' house in 20 minutes. I could walk on the road too, but that would be longer.
These days a kid making a walk like that could call their parents on a cell phone and talk the entire way on their walk to feel safe. Back then, there was a horrific thrill about walking or running through that field, late at night. hearing various animals (or whatever my imagination thought about) stalking me.
The mysteries of the world were still a mystery. Books at your school library about ghosts and bigfoot were such a fun treat. It was pure joy reading about so much of the unknown.
Now, you can google about those topics or ask AI and get answers and explanations instantly- including the skeptics perspectives.
I miss the thrill of the unknown from the 80s and 90s.
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