Peeking through the window
Ally is one of my best friends. Well friends isn’t enough, she’s FAMILY! I wrote about virtually sleeping together a while ago, and how waking up and seeing your loved one still there is so reassuring. Ally wrote this when she woke up and I thought it was worth sharing because I think we all kind of stare through this window and wonder a little. Sometimes I think we assume everyone else’s life is better than ours. (That’s easy to do) Just remember when you look through that window there are a lot of people staring back at you too. The people behind all those windows are real. They’re Jessica or David or Mohamed or Karen. And no matter who we are, where we’re from, or what our life is like, I guess we all want to connect and feel loved.
Sigh… Yawn, I wish one of you were awake
And my computer didn’t crash imvu either, Luck me.
It is lucky. I get to wake up and see you here with me… sleeping… holding me…even if it’s a virtual me….
holding you… being held… makes me want to drop everything and drive out to meet you.
I love you Mistress… And you too sis!
Lying in my bed.. starting at the screen, wondering what it’s like where you are. Is ti cold, too hot? Is Maggie snoring..? Is the boy taking up the bed? How early do you have to be up, how you day is going to go?
Here we are in our little virtual lives, looking for dots ..No sound.. just words. And yet I’ve learned to look for the signs, when you’re distracted or sad, angry… happy.
So much emotion..exchanged in such a strange limited way.
Sometimes I wonder if I should die my hair blonde… If I would be more like the ally that lives in the digital world.. tons of slutty fetish wear, doll outfits and bizarre furniture. A gigantic purple bead.
Too tall… too skinny… a little too scared. ~touches the screen~
This window that separates me from you …so thin. And so very thick.