Disconeccted, we held up almost no hope that we can possibly imagine each other as a real person.
When the electricity shouts down, when all the network dissapears. Are your feeling and ”wasted” time together , real? Or you begin to doubt even the reality itself…If you loose someone you have known without realistic chances of getting to know them?
Are people connecting to disconet their hearts from reality or they just try to play while they act like ther own selves?
Where is the limit to unlimmited versions of our stories we put online?
Is there anyone that could survive it and make it real?