It was raining. I went into a cafe and asked for a coffee. While waiting for my drink, I realized there were other people in the place, but I sensed loneliness. I saw their bodies, but I couldn't feel their souls because their souls belonged to the Net.
I stood up and walked between the tables. When I came to the biggest computer, I saw a thin, small man sitting in front of it. "I am Steve," he finally answered after I asked him a couple of times what his name was. "I can't talk with you. I'm busy, " he said He was chatting online and, at the same time playing a computer game: a war game. I was surprised.
Why didn't Steve want to talk with me? I tried again to speak to that computer geek, but not a word came out of his mouth. I touched his shoulder, but no reaction I was unhappy. I put my hand in front of the monitor and he shouted, "Leave me alone." I took a few steps back, wondering if all those people were having a nice conversation with their machines, not with people, especially Steve. I wouldn't want to imagine the future of human beings if they preferred sharing their lives with machines instead of with people. I was worried and sank in my thoughts. I didn't even realize that the coffee was bad, just as Steve didn't notice there was a person next to him.
