A Conversation With My Computer

“Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day;
teach that person to use the Internet and
they won’t bother you for weeks.”
~Author Unknown

I don’t know how to make this work, this online world of chit and chat.

You see, my cocktail party days are over – those days when I was very good at making small talk with men and women who wanted to talk about themselves, and where they would winter or summer that year.

Now, I want more than little conversations about silly things that I don’t understand, and not because silly things don’t have their place – because they do – it’s because I am an adult who longs for adult conversations. I stink at cute talk, although I will never tire of sending messages of hope and love and peace.

There should be so much more than what this is, or so it seems, or perhaps it’s just me, and somewhere along the way I lost my ability to fit in as I never was very good at going with the flow or keeping it simple or “it’s only online chat.” You know – that kind of stuff – because I do believe it matters, but there are those who make it way too hard to care, and those who applaud their bad behavior.

Perhaps I want to believe that everyone is real and good and fair, and I feel let down when the truth isn’t always what it seems. I hurt too easily. It’s not fair.

At the end of day, when I turn you off, dear computer, those who mean something to me are on one side while I am on the other side until we meet again, if we meet again, because you never know who will be here in the morning.

“Are you certain that you want to turn off your computer?”


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