Axiom or law?

Not that this will surprise you, Dear Reader, but I have discovered a horrifying effect of 'The Digital Age', or the availability of desired things:

I have no time. Specifically, I have no time to ingest, filter, cogitate, and incorporate all the music I have been exposed to through the internet. I remember listening to KISS on vinyl and eight-track tape, Van Halen on cassette, and Massive Attack on CD. Now, I have all those bands, and many more, on my computer. All the ones and zeros make music for me, and I have no time to give thoughtful attention to them. When I was at the zenith of my CD collecting, I knew 90% of the songs on the 800 CDs I owned. I guess it was the gradual influx of music, with a serendipitous randomization of 'air time' that I was familiar with the artists and songs.

No longer is this the case; I have over 200 GB of music, with more added each week. Friends recommend an artist; I stumble upon a song I have not heard in years; something on the radio catches my ear; collaborations lead to new branches and artists. This cannot be a novel phenomena to you, Dear Reader. You are much more savvy than me - why else would I be struggling with finding the time to devote attention and focus to these great acts?

I could use a good time machine.