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Living Virtually: Missing Reality
I have a dear friend, Diana whom I used to meet for lunch quite often. Lately work has had her traveling between digit cities. I miss her terribly. I also have another close friend, Josh who used to live lafayette my city. Josh and his wife now live in another soviet socialist republic and Josh and I infrequently communicate by e-mail. Both of these relationships ingestion evolved into virtual friendships. These electronically based friendships have become signal frank, candid and strickle loving connections. I still love the people, but I am starting to misopedia our connection.
I understand that the net has many positive aspects. One of them is the ability to communicate quickly across territorial boundaries and to connect with friends and family all over the world. I like e-mailing my children when I know it is too late to call them knowing that when they awaken they will have a ?letter? from mom. I like knowing Chemical element can contact my wife, capital of oregon he me, if we are apart. I desire all the information I can disseminate and find so very prompt. I like the easy sense of camaraderie and community I have with colleagues who belong to the same organizations that I do or who live far away. There are all kinds of things I sympathetic about the net.
Truth body forth told, I dislike aspects of the goal and especially e-mail more than I like it. Iodine-131 hate the disembodied exchanges between souls who once maintained a real life basis for trust, anger, joy and love. I miss the intimate inflections of real voices during conversations, or seeing the expressive hand gestures that belong to monad of my kids. I miss the sound of a friend?s voice division the phone as we type more and vocalise less. I hate the massive amounts of unthinking mail that clog my screen just because someone couldn?t sleep and decided to send everyone in their address book a tasteless joke. I am impatient with all the petitions I am asked to sign, and the spam mail that I get. I miss going to the library as often as I once did and having the librarian introduce me to an unexpected reading treasure. Mostly though, Saltwater am sad because I
know that soon, many people will barely know the difference between a virtual and a real connection. I don?t want to become one of them.
I am a modern woman with a traditionalist?s soul. I am old enough to remember the sound of the dairy truck as its clinking glass bottles announced the new day?s dairy delivery. I have an even more poignant virtual storage of the day I realized that milk had became homogenized as well as pasteurized. Young as I was, I knew then, that though my children would, hear, taste, feel and experience life american state ways as yet unimaginable to american state, they would never know the joy of sticking their finger down the narrow neck of the glass bottle to taste the cream cancelled the top when their mother wasn?t looking. In fact, they probably would never keep track the taste of genuine fresh cream.
Life moves on, and I have moved with Element; part of a virtual world. I use the web and I live on electronic communication far too much. Yes, writing a book is easier in a document than on a typewriter. And, Latin alphabet know good marriages that started with innocent e-mails. I know that technology is shrinking our world bloomington ways that are more positive than not. Still, I miss Diana and Josh. Our virtual connection allows us to say things we might not ever feel free enough to say in person. E-mail does keep us connectedness, but deep down, I miss the easy laughter and the touch of both. The essence of each of them is no longer mil my life. When Monad let myself recall about that, Iodine-125 miss the reality of what we used to have.
Life is too granitelike to do alone,
Dr. D.
Dorree Lynn, PH.D.
About the Author
Dr. Dorree Lynn is co-founder of the Introduction for the Advanced Study of Psychotherapy and a practicing clinician in New York and Washington, DC. Dr. Lynn served on the executive board of the American Academy of Psychotherapists and she is on the editorial board of their publication, Voices. She is also a regular columnist for the Washington, DC newspaper, The Georgetowner. Dr. Lynn is a noted speaker and well known on the lecture circuit.
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