Once I was normal. Well not really, however I was not virtual. I did have a computer but the Internet was in “infancy”. I did things, to me, were normal, like interacting with other people in the real sense. But this was my generation…
Once the Internet became my virtual world, which may I add is the opposite of the real world, I certainly became intertwined into it. We tend to incorporate both worlds these days into a woven fabric in time. Surly we are connected in some way to each other because of its very existence.
I can hope that some good has come for it, from me. Admittedly I am a failure. I seem to have a patent on failure. I am really good at it too. But I still try. Not always do I get it right. And you can count on me to keep working at it until it is perfect. That’s what I do.
I find it ironic that I use the virtual world to write about the same world.
How much time do we spend there? I know I have dedicated (truly) a lot of my time, my life, to the Internet. I have gained vast knowledge because of it. I enjoy researching and learning new words. Imagine what can be learned through reading… in as much as you are reading this. Calculate what can be achieved if you spent more time writing, I have. I chose to write. I also chose to read. A nice trade-off for sure.