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I spent so much of my time sitting at my computer that my back started to give me trouble. My doctor suggested that I get into some kind of exercise routine. "That's a good idea, doc," I replied, "but the thing is, if I start a routine, it'll be boring. I've already got the perfect routine, sitting in front of my PC. I don't need to be over here clogging up your workout room."I decided to keep my computer time and cut out the other suggestions involving exercise. Those kinds of things are just time wasters.Now I always knew that I couldn't spend all my time on the computer. I was too out of shape for that.I knew I should be spending more time outside. I hated sunlight and fresh air and hated being physically active even more so. So I knew I had to move more time from being inside the computer world to being outside the real one. I considered trying to move more of my time from the in-computer days to the in-world ones, but the more I thought about that, the weirder it got.I decided to have my virtual counterpart be the one in the real world and I'd be the part in her computer-world. I deleted my account in the real world and set up a new one, my lover.
I was trying to start a computer too. I was just starting to set it up and it crashes out totally. That was the last thing I needed. It was really aggravating. I could have done that easier from my original place I was talking about. I was getting more and more frustrated. I just wanted to get this program up and running so I could play online games. I think it was about time for me to start popping out for now. My situation was really really frustrating.
I couldn't figure out where I was. There were lots of large buildings. I got nervous and just ran, over the rooftops. I had no idea where I was going. As I ran into the apartment building, I was really really excited. This was the place to be. I was stunned and shocked when I got inside, looking up, into the ceiling. The carpet inside was really really soft, like fact. There were a lot of echoes in the building. I didn't think the place was furnished or I had the wrong place. It was really a building. I thought it was weird.
Instead of going outside, I made my way over to that computer terminal. I'm going to have to get out of here. I couldn't be living in a building. This didn't make any sense. I'd been in some kind of virtual world for all my time with my computer. I could hang out in lots of places. It didn't feel like a building to me.
I began to notice that all the people around were just like different versions of myself. They weren't exactly like me, but they still looked familiar. I was starting to get annoyed again. I thought they were just copies of parts of myself, but they were not. It was like they were my pets or something. They were mirrors. I could interact with the world and look into the mirrors at my copies. I didn't believe it.