There have been times when I felt like I should tell the online populace that I'm out of here, that the net has just overwhelmed me, it's been too much to me, and I'm leaving. But it's not like I came here to stay, that I settled down, created a new family and built a house and now I'm suddenly forced to move away from this house and the family I cherished so. The Internet is more like that cafe I can take a walk to once in a while, that lies about a kilometer away from my house, that provides me either various forms of intake, communication and exchange. When I know that I feel like posting a blog that I'm leaving, it makes me feel like the net is an addiction, that I can't handle it existing without me being there every second of the day. It makes me feel as if I have a real life, or I have a life online, and that there's just nothing in between. It shouldn't be like that.

I should be able to blog when I have time, chat to people online, and still maintain a solid offline existence. Isn't that what I do? What do I do? Have I become so caged in by the world wide web that I need to free myself of the leash and run astray for a while before I once again return to my cage and post a blog stating that I'm back, or that I've once again settled down online, with a new family, and a new house to live in, if only for a short while.

Nah, I may be leaving the real world eventually, but I'll always be here, my house is built with bricks so big it'll take a thousand years for them to wither away completely and my existence online be forgotten, even if I don't blog for a few days now and then.