I'm typing this on my laptop. There are four tabs open on my browser: Gmail, Twitter, Facebook and this blog site. Hiding behind this browser is my iTunes window. Resting on the table next to this laptop: an iPod, a cell phone, a digital camera loaded with photos I need to download and the remote for my TiVo, which at the moment is recording some obscure show because it thinks it "knows" me.
I have my trusty bookmark toolbar at the top of this page: Chicago Tribune, Washington Post, New York Times, MediabistroDC and, of course, the Indy Star, among others.
I also have two books on the coffee table in various stages of being read.
How in God's name am I supposed to keep up? I want to be able to take in every morsel of information. I want time to catch up with those 263 people who I'm connected with on Facebook. I want to read inane Twitter updates. I want time to edit 14,039,204 (approximately) photos. I want time to find a song in the iTunes store that will give me goosebumps. I want time to watch that "West Wing" episode from Season 2 that TiVo has recorded for me.
I want time.