It is hard to fully measure the internet’s impact on me—all I know is that I was like a jellyfish, and the internet had become my ocean. I began to see life no longer as an activity taking me in a single direction, but rather as a succession of countless instants and junctures, mine to reify—if I chose—in the posting of photos and videos, in this articulation of feeling or that sigh of dismay, in the lines of characters I wrote, in the pulses I sent along the optical fiber. Every instant could be presented as a complete world in itself, unpredictable and unrepeatable, dispelling classic
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