If my life were a science-fiction story I couldn’t wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between it, and my reality.
I am connected to other people without seeing them touching them feeling them hearing them smelling them or tasting them in any way shape or form.
We connect wirelessly through wonderful devices invented by Steve Jobs, and others. These people I know on Twitter, these I know on Facebook.
So some of my healthy connections with others are purely electronic, without even hearing their voice. And this is perfectly normal. As a child, we rarely spoke on the phone. If you wanted to talk to someone, you got on your bike and went over to their house.
Occasionally, I play games on the internet, youngsters are surprised that when I was their age, if we wanted to play a game with someone, you had to be in the same room. You mean you played games before there was an internet?
Three weeks in Japan, I am looking forward to disconnecting from the net…and meeting several people, with whom I know only through the interwebs: some old friends and some new friends, including hiking companions that I have not yet met in person.
If I had read this as a child it would have been a good science fiction story.