Thursday, March 04, 2004

Blogs are unfair.
There's no reciprocaton.
You get to read all about me, and soak up my life to your voyeuristic fill... and disappear into the shadows without my knowledge. I often wonder if I say too much. Why do I give the general public the right to know this much about me? You don't actually know who I am. The type of person I may come across as through my writing is not necessarily what I'm like in real life. I often write charged with emotion, unbeknowest to any of you. I write when I'm in a silly mood, or when I'm sad, or when I have something funny or insightful to say. Sometimes I just write to keep in touch with my friends and family. Othertimes I just write for the sake of writing. At first I thought I was just writing for my immediate circle of friends and family, but my counter has skyrocketed in the past little while.
Who are you? And why are you so interested in me?