A Different Time by Hypno

There is a different type of time on SL -- a time where reality is wiped a way . A strange reality that we crave. A still stretching of society that seeps in. A time away from work, away from worry -- into this abyss that they call SL. It's so different and yet so familiar: those times when we think we can get away from it all -- so happily.  Most of us are on our knees whereas the Dominas all perch on their chairs. All and all in the same boat on some level. Consider that a) much like me you're a grunt trying to get a little sliver of what you hold dear; b) you find yourself moving into some sort of alternative of perception; C) you're in a new surrounding that you can't fathom; or D) all of the above. We are all indeed a part of this reality, this essence of perception. As we come through time and have both positive and negative experiences we all come back to this juncture. We think of it all day, all week, a couple of times a month and it's soooo...so different then we perceived . We make SL something special each time when we log in. We all make a difference. -- This is just a writing . A glimpse into what crossed my mind.  After sitting all day in a chair waiting to come online. Pulsing pounding hunger racing through my veins....