It occurs to me that maybe I have evolved specifically for this type of communication. It's all there - social ineptitude, an absolute abhorrence for the telephone, and the fact that no one will write me letters anymore. I can send them out, but the only person who writes back to me is my man's grandmother. This may be my last route of communication. And I don't even have to address it to anybody. Or wonder if they've gotten it. And wonder what it means when they don't respond for a week, a month, or ever.
And of course, I would like to think that this is evolution, not devolution. Hence my conclusion that, in fact, I am a being that has evolved specifically to face the communication challenges of this era. It also occurs to me that after reading this, you will know that I am completely full of horse-puckey. Carry this knowledge with you as you continue reading (or more likely, don't).
Also, there is the fact that I can say whatever I want without having to choose who I will say it to. Whew! That's a load off my mind.