Is it a false reality neccessarily or simply one with fewer dimensions? I'm learning that it is as real as I am when I'm posting or responding or chatting. In fact it has been talking with you that has shown me this. Having talked thru so many tough spots, when you finally felt better, or when you broke down, or when you posted the happy pic, the lump in my throat was as real as could be. I'm struck by a purity aspect to it too. Maybe the dimensional defecit in this reality serves to render the emotional experiences of it in a distilled or less complicated form.

Aargh, someone shoot me.

Anyway, don't be in a hurry to clutter your life up with a bunch of relationships. Let it happen slowly.

My post breakdown life doesn't look very much like my pre breakdown life. I found much of that life was illconceived and wasn't sustainable. A lot of relationships were like that too. No hurrries, and it's all about you. Has to be.

Now, I'd like to say something dripping with the honey of sentimentality and warmth of affection, but that would hardly be in character, so ... nah.

xo