I became an addict of internet surfing.
Least once in the journey, I make exchanges.
It's my daily drug.
Then I wait with impatience the dialogue with the others because it's important for me.
It's like a continuity that I mustn't stop.
May be I make wrong road in my ideas.
A person always tells me : "Don't forget, I'm an half-real.
It's together funny and disappointing because I created a link with him.
I feel like a kind of urgency to exchange because I know aptly I can lose him if I don't maintain the link.
It becomes an addiction.
The difference with the real life is that you don't apprehend this untouchable relation in the same form.
In the real life you have many possibilities to catch up the events, but on internet it's impossible.
And the other hand, behind the screen, you can live colour less or exciting stories.
You don't have to look for apologies about your look, your position and one else.
You can say your deep thoughts without hiding you.
But I'm like that.
I often first dream, then I relativize because it's a thing that I can't reach.
March 2013
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