"It's been going on for some years now. My hands never seem to leave the keyboard, my eyes never seem to leave the screen. Days and nights go by in a blink of an eye. I work in a constant state of hyperstimulation, a by-product of youth and perfect knowledge, connected to a cyberspace console that projects my conscience into the artificial illusion of the core. Time is fluid around me. I am now part of a bigger whole. I now look but do not see, I now touch but do not feel. Streams of infinite data pass through me as if I were transparent. Its a whole new world in here..."
And then the phone rings. It's a friend, one who hasn't forsaken me yet. I'll be going out tonight.
I can't wait to go back online...
Poious apo sas xairethsa x8es B.Eyboia?
Wraia htan! Allo prama to zesto lastixo bre paidi mou! Phga me ena filo me SV650 kai mou ekane tsalimakia sthn e8nikh...kai kala se ksetrypaw....mexri pou ftasame sta strofilikia!
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