Usually I feel pretty well connected to the world. I drive by the seat of my pants. I use the phone to make arrangements to see people in person. I eat too much at restaurants when I’m having fun. I buy music cds with money I earn at a job where I work with a team of friends and colleagues, where we work with actual stuff.
But!
I think the forces of Meh are trying to upload me. I dreamt last night that I was writing a blog read by strangers, in a Sims game. The game was being played in 3rd Life, which is a sub-reality of Second Life, which I was going into remotely through terminal services, using a wireless keyboard and monitor goggles with built in earphones.
At times like those, you can wake up with your personality in a glass by your bed and a zombie body going off to work for you.
If only The Onion hadn't beaten you to it, with audio and visual.
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