The world is crazy. Am I sane or insane?

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Decades ago, the world seemed to follow a line of progress. We learned how to read and write and we prepared for a world that, if possible, would have more equality. We had to make it that way. We started by having pen pals around the world and I personally went to the Post Office to get the stamps that showed my country. And I explained it to them. I was lucky to be in the age of the ball point pen. I would have been illitarate if I had to continue writing with those ink pens that were part of my nightmares. Just when I had learned to write in a typewriter in the right pace so that I could think and write at the same time, they became obsolete. Dear friends, I don´t like computers. I don´t like white letters in a black background. I don´t like to wrote my stories and then, when I want to edit them, they are in an old app where whey are lost forever with the photos of the digital cameras that I saved in floppy discs. We are now secluded in our homes. A foe has come to remind us that we are not the owners of the universe. We must learn to be humble. Let us check now and cherish what we still have from those days. If we cannot go out, let us do it by closing our eyes. If we cannot hug each other, let us hug each other virtually