Kafka had a proclivity for letter writing. His letters seem to affirm this. However, it isn’t in the content of his letters that one gets a remarkably sharp insight into this tendency to dress the self, but in a commentary on it. Rafia Zakaria writes –
Reticent or eager, the internet age has made writers of us all, and even if most of us are bad ones, we gather up the small prizes of making ourselves and our virtual crushes look better than we are.
A little later she follows with this masterful prose –
Kafka’s love letters suggest another dimension for the term: that incongruity between who we are and who we want to be, between our desire to share our inner worlds and the fear of experiencing the consequent vulnerability that such exposure would bring into our “real” lives. Connection and isolation each have a cost. Virtual worlds, like letters of old, provide a partition between the two; enabled then by the postal service, and now by digital technology.