Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Disembodied Intimacy

Clever words and compliments abound in the fantasy world of chat.

But no eyes meet and no hands touch.

Making connections via a keyboard is like watching the food channel to become a gourmet chef. There’s no actual cooking going on but I can lick my lips and imagine the taste.

Eventually...I’ll get hungry, turn off the food porn and go in search of actual sustenance...usually something unsatisfying and inferior to the amazing cuisine that got me going in the first place.


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