Staring At Screens

We all just stare at screens all our lives.
We have nothing to live for except for the comforting fact that we can just go home and unlearn everything about the day.
We're left with just our numb brains involuntarily breathing for us, our hearts slowly beating to the rythm of a screen's pretty flashing lights.
With our screens off, our music silenced, the universe is suddenly dull.
People are more difficult to deal with than before, for we all suddenly need entertainment from each other.
Too bored, too tired of it all, we all pile into bed, and plug into more electronics so we can function as humans again.
iPods, laptops, TV's, phones- all on, seeming to smile at us and say "It's alright. I'll distract you from trouble. You'll be alright with me in your presence."
Once our eyes and bodies can no longer bear the flashing lights and constant distractions, we reluctantly turn off our friends, longing for the next moment to turn them on again.
In the morning, we drink our coffees, a substance mankind can no longer live without, and turn on our cell phones.
Someone surely must have messaged us while we were asleep.
Our hearts beat excitedly as our devices reawaken and see us again.
It's been so long.
Alas, no one has messaged us yet, but you can never be too sure.
We set it in the cup-holder in the car, right beside our leg and our coffee in our plastic Starbucks mug.
We drive to work in our nice cars, blasting on the heater as it's too cold outside, and listen to the latest hits we're told to adore.
We yell at the car in front of us that's going slightly slower than we would desire, without forgiving them once they speed up.
We drive into our parking spot, glancing at our phones, sipping at our coffee, frustrated we're almost out.
We'll get more once we're inside.
There's Sheryl. We hate Sheryl. She isn't like you. She doesn't follow the rules.
We turn on our screens and work. We need to sit in our office chairs and sip our coffee, staring at screens, so we can get the money to afford to do it all over again.
Society.
Mankind.
People wonder why I don't watch TV anymore.
Even I am a victim to screens.
You cannot escape.
I want to go far away from this system.
From this world.
Away from the cement, the screens, the coffee; all of these addictive substances and attitudes.
Solitary I must remain.
I mustn't become like them.
I cannot love the things of this world no matter how hard I try.
The only things I enjoy involve romance.
Can someone as decisively odd as me have a romance?
Can someone who stares at a screen all day have a better relationship with a person than with their screen?