Vicarious living.

Which probably sounds sort of mischievous or dangerous... but the way I am thinking of it is something different altogether. It is the life one experiences in their social networking endeavors. The place that has become more and more emotionally responsible over the years. The place which has literally become the second half of one's normal existence in many cases. I am quite guilty of finding my own residence there in many of the same aspects. Which might not be so bad in some respects but is likely not entirely healthy either. In any case I think I might have a much higher appreciation(or need) for it that I probably should. Just something to think about, I guess.