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I was going to put down my mood, today, as 'wistful', but is wasn't on the list, and I hate the way you don't get the faces if your chosen emotion is not on the list. 'Mellow' suits, as well.
I've been thinking about this, this 'internet life', as opposed to 'real life', and why those of us who inhabit online places do it, and whether it is healthy or not.
Don't get me wrong, even if I decide it is unhealthy, that won't stop me doing it. I am actually rather attached to all that I have found on here in this vast world that I can access from the screen of my computer.
When people say to me about going out and doing things, 'having a life', as they call it, I often wonder. Of course, one needs to do this, to go out, to interact with others and feel the tingles of the flesh and all those things. I just wonder what some people consider to be so wrong with the internet, and why they see some problem in having an existence on here.
To be perfectly frank, many of the people I have met online I feel I know better than those that I have met in real life, owing to an ability to detatch ones self, to be just a mind, and interact with another. To talk to the typing on the other end of the IM, possibly on the other side of the world.
And what is wrong with it? When I am at work, in my boring job, filling the damn coke fridge or counting a drawer of cash, quite often it is the thought of certain people I will speak to online of an evening that warms me, that gets me through the day. Going out is fine, and it is fun, but I am ultimately a homebody, I think, and after a week at work, quite often the idea of curling upon my bead with book, computer or movie appeals to me just as much, if not more, than a big night out.
There is a healthy balance, of course, and I am attempting to find it.
Some of the people I have met online, I think I genuinely love them, in some obscure, abstract sense. Not in any tangible sense, or any sense that can ever be, but in some form that means that I just love to keep their company whenever possible. I love to have their thoughts mingling with my own.
Some of them I have talked to on the phone, and some of them I would like to meet in real life, but then, at the same time, I wonder if doing such a thing would ruin the fragile balance that we have online? In many cases, it is obviously not possible, due to space and time.
Sometime there is that part of me that wishes things in physical existence were as easy as they are online... so easy to meet people, and so easy to get to know them. But then perhaps it is, and I have just not discovered it yet.
But seriously, of I enjoy my day more because I look forward to the sight of certain screen names in my IM window of an evening as much as I look forward to a day or night out on the weekend, what is wrong with that? And who are people to disagree with me for that, and tell me that it is wrong?
I've been thinking about this, this 'internet life', as opposed to 'real life', and why those of us who inhabit online places do it, and whether it is healthy or not.
Don't get me wrong, even if I decide it is unhealthy, that won't stop me doing it. I am actually rather attached to all that I have found on here in this vast world that I can access from the screen of my computer.
When people say to me about going out and doing things, 'having a life', as they call it, I often wonder. Of course, one needs to do this, to go out, to interact with others and feel the tingles of the flesh and all those things. I just wonder what some people consider to be so wrong with the internet, and why they see some problem in having an existence on here.
To be perfectly frank, many of the people I have met online I feel I know better than those that I have met in real life, owing to an ability to detatch ones self, to be just a mind, and interact with another. To talk to the typing on the other end of the IM, possibly on the other side of the world.
And what is wrong with it? When I am at work, in my boring job, filling the damn coke fridge or counting a drawer of cash, quite often it is the thought of certain people I will speak to online of an evening that warms me, that gets me through the day. Going out is fine, and it is fun, but I am ultimately a homebody, I think, and after a week at work, quite often the idea of curling upon my bead with book, computer or movie appeals to me just as much, if not more, than a big night out.
There is a healthy balance, of course, and I am attempting to find it.
Some of the people I have met online, I think I genuinely love them, in some obscure, abstract sense. Not in any tangible sense, or any sense that can ever be, but in some form that means that I just love to keep their company whenever possible. I love to have their thoughts mingling with my own.
Some of them I have talked to on the phone, and some of them I would like to meet in real life, but then, at the same time, I wonder if doing such a thing would ruin the fragile balance that we have online? In many cases, it is obviously not possible, due to space and time.
Sometime there is that part of me that wishes things in physical existence were as easy as they are online... so easy to meet people, and so easy to get to know them. But then perhaps it is, and I have just not discovered it yet.
But seriously, of I enjoy my day more because I look forward to the sight of certain screen names in my IM window of an evening as much as I look forward to a day or night out on the weekend, what is wrong with that? And who are people to disagree with me for that, and tell me that it is wrong?
