We may be technologically advanced, but at our cores, we are as simple as children, as fascinated by technology as an infant is by their crib mobile.

We eventually come to replace intimacy with this electronic facilitator.

I had a long dream, almost a hallucination, which was a long and compelling and seductive take in reality, as if my phone were an entry way to a madhouse, as if Rod Serling was beckoning me to The Twilight Zone.