So, the story of my #CyberCrush and how he saved my life . . . I suppose it begins here because this is where I randomly found my CyberCrush – our rather, the human to whom I decided to crush on when challenged by a friend to do so.
Yet, yhen he* appeared on my computer at home, oh well – is it really him or some NSA MF messing with my system? Who knows, who cares, keep moving because I have no idea what my CyberCrush can or cannot do because I don’t know him personally, and have only connected a few times by email and otherwise via social media where everyone can see it out loud. And it’s always fun things we’re talking about, he’s a photographer. Something about him reminds me of old skool AOL, when it was “America OnLine” and we had modems for our phone handsets.
One day, I’d like to meet the real life human and have a great long conversation of all the ways my CyberCrush has saved my life, even if it wasn’t actually him, and it was just the him in my mind saving myself from the stupid this world creates.