Each of these comparisons made me sad, knowing that my sister won't experience that analog version of adolescence. If I'm completely honest, however, I'm just as sad for my current self as I also struggle to keep up with the digital Joneses on a mass and impersonal level. The new normal for teens and adults alike is conversations getting belittled to 140-character blasts and keeping in touch is now reduced to "liking" #sundayselfies. It's an existence that leaves little room for the human connection, like those late-night three-way phone calls with friends that I took for granted so many years ago. I guess the saying is true — you don't know what you've got till it's gone.