Would You Like to Reconnect?

Birds are messengers between the waking world and the next.

News breaks fastest on Twitter. Hearts can be broken as quickly.

A hundred and forty characters is more than enough to end the world.

What seems wholly ephemeral is stored away forever on the web, hidden perhaps, but recoverable for those who really want to find these little slices of the past, these flashes from the archives of oblivion.

It's not always easy to stay in touch. The internet, for all its complexity, is still a work-in-progress. In the remotest parts of the world, you can still wait for minutes — even hours — to make that vital connection.

To me, the internet seems the natural place for a certain kind of ghost story. The late-night glow of the laptop screen; voices from another world... I found myself becoming increasingly fascinated by our growing dependence on the virtual world; the relationships we build there; the communities we create; the connections we make with people we may never meet in real life. This world can be a feast of friends, or the loneliest place on the planet. It's all a matter of perspective.

No one really dies online.