I was working on the computer a couple years back when I received an instant message from Cara. I responded with "So, what are you doing?" and she answered that she was pricing train fares. "To where?" I asked, and she began to list places. I made a joking comment and received the reply. "There's a whole wide wordl out there, and I'm stuck here, in a dorm room!" I could almost hear the wail. In her agitation, she misspelled world, and I messaged back using the same spelling: "Be patient. The whole wide wordl will wait, just as it's waited right along." And she wailed (in brief blasts of instant messaging) her doubts that while the wordl would wait, she was not sure that she could wait to see the wordl. She spoke in complete confidence that I could not possibly understand her impatience. I messaged back. "Of course, I understand. I had the same itchy feet when I was young. Sometimes, I still do."