...so much for love i guess
i've been wronged but it's alright
cause i'm moving on
...
when i read some blogs, i think... "how nice, people are so honest and open." i mean, eu feel like eu've known the person all your life when they write like that. being one of those slightly privacy mad types myself, i cant tell eu how much i appreciate this ability to be personal without feeling remotely embarrassed. it seems incredible! i could never just get up there and blah all i feel. they write things that i would probably hesitate to say in person to my close friends! oOoOoh - i didn't define personal did i? well, the stuff i write about here is personal eu know. my politics. the way i think about issues. but it's not personal in the conventional sense. my writing's detached? hang on - got the word i need. it is 'clinical'. when i started writing letters, i used to have great difficulty putting something personal down on paper for the world to see (that's how it seemed to me). there was this awful sense of... "oh no - now i'm committed to feeling this way!" in the beginning i used to chuck more letters in the dustbin than in the post box! (now i'm much better... not only do i write *type, i mean*... i type looong entries. and i guarantee to embarrass eu by bursting into tears and telling eu the most personal details of my life! i've wondered about that a lot. is it better to just tell everyone everything - then eu'd never have to worry about people poking and prying - or is it better to tell very few people very few things? (in some matters, talk i must, for otherwise i'd simply burst with excitement. or anger. or whatever!). anyway... for now at least... if i start writing personal stuff on my blog - dont pay any attention, just call the doctor asap. it's a matter of serious insanity.
(personal secret #1 there... i can drive myself insane.)
