Seriously, this reminds me of something my friend went through. She was deep into family history research, glued to digital archives for weeks, but called it a soul sucking experience. Then she drove out to some tiny county records office and handled an actual ledger from the 1890s. The brittle pages, ink smudges, and this weird sticky residue on the cover... she said it suddenly felt like real people lived those records. Digital just flattens all that life out into clean, dead pixels.
Heard a story from a buddy that lines up with @graysullivan saying digital is sterile. He was looking at scanned photos of some old factory online, just clean images. Then he visited the local historical society and they let him hold an actual worker's time card from 1923. His thumbprint literally covered a faded ink fingerprint from the guy who clocked in a century before. That weird connection, the grease stain on the corner, you just don't get that from a screen. It makes the past feel messy and alive again.