I feel over stimulated, yet under nourished, here. She patted her chest, as if her heart hurt. Maybe you have to stop just accepting the rules, he whispered. What? She looked up, her attention caught. If he had stated it loudly, she would have been angry. You know, that it’s the information age and we need to be constantly plugging in, surfing for hours a day, answering and sending emails, making comments, commenting on comments . . . . I don’t know if I can do this anymore.