Second lives.

I thought I would share something on this blog today that for a long time I have kept very separate from my primary existence, but it strikes me as odd that I do this – I tell the friends I make in Second Life all about my real life plans, hopes, dreams, loves and failures.

So, real life – meet my second one.

There is a blog project, called the3six6, which is 365 days as told from the perspectives of 365 people. It’s a great idea – our lives might all be quite similar on the surface but the intricacies of our days and indeed experiences are beautifully and wildly different.

But there’s an awful lot of people who don’t just have one day to talk about. And for them, thanks to the brilliant Trace Osterham, a Second Life friend of mine who Abbi and I hung out with for a day when we were in New York, there is twothreesixfive. And today, it was my turn.

I wrote about how I felt about the nature of the friendships I have forged within Second Life, and how they have positively impacted my first life. Second Life is a valuable commodity to me and the hundreds, maybe thousands of other people who are lucky enough to have such a diverse, creative job. But it’s more than that. It’s a rich fabric of experience and I am a better person for it.