Written by Jacob Ibrag
You start to get antsy and look towards the exit. Conversation
was flowing smoothly through texts and Facebook messaging. He
was perfect, quick to respond and witty. Where did he go? Who is
this statue like verbal starfish. Voice so monotone, almost as if he’s
never experienced human communication. ‘I’ll be right back,’ you tell
him. Walking towards the restroom, you scan the cafe, searching for
answers. People connected with people in the virtual world while losing
trace of physical interaction. They’ve all forgot how to look into each
other’s eyes and how to trade simple hellos and goodbyes. Everything is
edited, baring a percentage of what they want their audience to witness.
No longer vulnerable, no longer human. Feeling defeated, you want to
delete this newly acquired awareness. Ignorance was better than this.