zenexistence

I grow weary of most of those that choose their main contact to be through some type of electronic medium; be it myspace, text message or e-mail. Even interaction via cell phone is rapidly approaching tedium to me. What happened to actual personal interaction, I wonder -- and this is coming from a self-confessed anti-socialite. It is so easy to hide behind these modern conveniences, to use them as a sort of buffer.

I find this funny. And quite sad.

Funny because the more I realize this, the more I come to see that I am one of those people myself. This is a shell that I find all too convenient but, nonetheless, will have to break free of.

And sad because the more one relies upon this form of communication the more one becomes somewhat socially retarded, if even on a most basic level. As much as I strive to break free, others seem to wallow deeper and deeper, the way one snuggles comfortably under a blanket, escaping the cold, or maybe the cold is simply reality.