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Losing myself in VR
The all-too-common experience of holding my phone, arm outstretched was disturbed in the most peculiar way. My hand felt weightless, adrift from my body and as though it did not belong to me. What was going on? Had I suffered a neurological injury? Had I ingested a psychedelic drug? The answer was no, I had…
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An ode to VR dreams
For some time, my dreams have been tame, fragmented – white (I realise I’ve dreamt, but can’t remember what of). Albeit punctuated with spasmodic night terrors. A reflection on time lived? Semi-vacuous existence through COVID, home working, low on human connection, glazed with normality, but fed by anxiety. Nothing new and of note outside of…