(Newser) – The sudden ubiquity of ways to share one’s most intimate observations every second of every day has Michael Rosenberg, in the Detroit Free Press, worried he recently let an original thought go “unwritten, unblogged, unTwittered, unFacebooked.” He tries to jog his memory, not wanting another to get away: “Wouldn’t it send me on a vicious downward spiral, leaving me with all sorts of private emotions and feelings, even dreams?”



“So I waited for the light to turn green, and pulled into a parking lot to send a tweet ('Wonderin’ what my 6th-grade English teacher looked like naked lol') and then, 4 miles later, I stopped at a deli for lunch,” he recalls. “But during those 4 miles, I had another, totally separate thought. I know I did. I just can’t remember what it was.”

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