Dating on facebook
Our next destination was a campground, spread beneath a black sky.Beautiful music played, music I wanted desperately to slow dance to.Even now, weeks after my experience, I remember it in detail. In high school, I had a brief relationship with a teen on the opposite coast, entirely over AOL Instant Messenger. It’s a connection not tethered by proximity, one we can define and shape into whatever we want it to be.Had we been able to spend time together in Facebook Spaces, I probably would have disappeared into VR and never come out. My mom used to limit my phone and computer time when I was younger, claiming that while I stared at the screen, I was isolated from those around me. Now that he’s heard of the potential of social VR, even my cynical gamer boyfriend is excited.
The first thing she did was withdraw a virtual pencil from somewhere mysterious and draw an orange fish in the sky above her head.
My boyfriend is in a Ph D program at Wesleyan University in Connecticut, and I am working in New York.
Every Friday, one of us makes the four-hour trek to the other's ramshackle shoebox apartment. We are in constant communication over Facebook, text, Skype (when we get around to it), and the various text platforms that online games have.
But in VR, I can present my virtual self to people who are thousands of miles away.
Will VR make me disillusioned with the real world, the way my baby-boomer parents fear? When I took off the headset and emerged into a white, barren office, I felt heavy.
He doesn’t own a VR headset because, and I quote, “I have as many VR headsets as there are good games for them.” But he agrees there’s something vastly impersonal about other forms of digital communication, such that even when we are sharing our deepest secrets through a screen, I long for something more. My journey within Facebook Spaces began on Main Street of what looked like Disneyland.