If I’m planning a trip to Berlin, all my searches are about Berlin. My searches are among the most sensitive information about me. It was a window into my thoughts each day - in their messiest, rawest form - as I jumped from serious work topics to online shopping for my kids. Then I was off to the thesaurus to look up a word for an article I was writing, then to OpenTable to book a restaurant reservation, and then a visit to Congress to download the text of privacy legislation. Then, suddenly, I was searching for “Pink glitter tiny toms” for shoes I was apparently considering purchasing for my daughter. Consider November 30, 2010: I started the day reading some technology news.
My searches were a horrifying insight into what Buddhists call the “monkey mind,” leaping from place to place restlessly.
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