I sit in front of my PC everyday. Sometimes posting in a fave forum. Other times I stay in game (Ragnarok). I made a meager amount of friends/contacts there. Sometimes it gives you that joy of sharing your recent thoughts.
But I just have to realize that these net friends of mine cannot somehow exist in reality. Can I call them when I get sick? Will they pat me on the back when I feel down? Can I just somehow knock on their doors and see how they are doing? Or see them smiling at me?
No. The answer is no. I cannot grasp them. They are the people on the other side the network. I send them packets. They send me theirs. And sad to say, it would stay that way because they are too far.
And I do love my life offline. But being online too is a part of my life. I cannot merge them both.
I may talk to you over the net but soon found you in my dreams. You linger. You lived. And I know you are out there.. certainly not waiting for me. But as long as we live under the very same sky on this planet.. Life offline will find a way.
They may not be what I think they are. But it is fair enough. I, too, am not what they think I am.
Like that song from Savage Garden..
On the telephone line
I am anyone
I am anything
I wanna be..And you wouldn’t
know the difference..
Or would you?