Sometimes it is as though the monitor is a big, gaping mouth swallowing me whole. I go from email to Facebook to internet to blogs I follow. Time does not exist inside the mouth. When I escape, as inevitably I do, the clock that has been in the corner of the screen suddenly surprises me. Will I always escape or will I become like Tron?
I noticed, however, that my sojourns into cyberspace have not included posting to my blog. Hmmm.
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