Real conversations
Last week, a colleague thanked me for the "real conversation" we had privately by e-mail. Just a couple of lines, nothing special actually, but... It is true that it has become rather seldom to have a real conversation. It takes too much time. But answering with whole sentences is something different than clicking on "Like" or "Share", isn't it?
Sometimes, I miss the good old forums... (If you are not very young, you will probably understand what I mean). Nobody had a blog and/or other profiles to administrate. Smartphones and tablets did not exist and nobody was connected permanently to others. But regularly, we were there, together. There was a wonderful cyberspace between different continents (some of us were living in North and South America, others in Europe, Africa and Asia): we were all meeting there, helping each other and being there for each other.
Of course, real conversations are still possible, also through blogs and social media. But too often, we are rushing, "liking" before reading until the end and not listening. Life has become too loud around us.
Real conversations
Sometimes, I miss the good old forums... (If you are not very young, you will probably understand what I mean). Nobody had a blog and/or other profiles to administrate. Smartphones and tablets did not exist and nobody was connected permanently to others. But regularly, we were there, together. There was a wonderful cyberspace between different continents (some of us were living in North and South America, others in Europe, Africa and Asia): we were all meeting there, helping each other and being there for each other.
Of course, real conversations are still possible, also through blogs and social media. But too often, we are rushing, "liking" before reading until the end and not listening. Life has become too loud around us.
Real conversations
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