The Case for Immersion #3
It's been a long time since I've documented a moment of immersion. They've been few and far between. But one occurred Sunday morning.

Friday evening, I spent a not inconsiderable amount of time searching for my first prim hair, then carefully fitting it onto my avatar's newly-shorn scalp.

Sunday, I watched as my mother carefully fit a new wig onto her own head, which is going bald due to chemotherapy treatments.

For a moment, the two realities blurred. All told, it was a moment of immersion I really could have done without.
Posted by Moriash Moreau at 6:12 PM