Ramadan 23

So here I am sitting in my room with my notebook on my lap and of course my headphones are blasting on and on in this cold, rainy night.

Ramadan has been great, no doubt. New people I would have never imagined talking to me came into my life and the old ones stayed as awesome as they were.

Though, what I have been thinking is that I don't think I have an actual private life. The social network didn't just connect me to the world but it also engulfed my public life and my private life that they became one entity, not that I have much of the latter but there's some things you just have to keep away from the prejudices of the world.

Everywhere I go, there's always an Internet connection. Facebook is never far, Twitter is always within reach. Tumblr, blogger, and my e-mails are literally just a few clicks away. I often find myself fiddling will all this constant connectivity, my fingers dancing away refreshing everything. Why do I need all this?
 
Probably I am one of those people who need constant companionship, I think I only feel alive when there are people around me interacting.

I can't continue writing, sorry. Good night.