by
Ellen Ullman
Days went by, then weeks. I still did not have a faucet.
People who have no choice are generally unhappy. But people with too many choices are almost as unhappy as those who have no choice at all.
And that was the state of unhappiness into which the web had lured me. [...] on the web, I was alone, adrift in a sea of empty, illusory, misery-inducing choice.