Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Guilty as charged
I know. I did it again. I neglected you. Have I changed? I started blogging as a surrogate for my old faithful dog-eared, falling-to-pieces diary...pure self-indulgence. Somewhere along the way, with some attention, I turned exhibitionist. Okay thats a bit extreme, but I am a lil self-conscious in that room since I know someone's reading...maybe. Do I want someone to read me or am I just, as of old, writing to myself? I rue the watering down of my original intent.
But I will always have you and the other as my own private (?, not totally) confessional booths...I come to you when I'm really worked up privately inside...for the loner Me.
For thats what I will always be...beneath all the laughing, joking, pontificating masks I wear. So you shd have no fear of losing me.
Love,
Me
But I will always have you and the other as my own private (?, not totally) confessional booths...I come to you when I'm really worked up privately inside...for the loner Me.
For thats what I will always be...beneath all the laughing, joking, pontificating masks I wear. So you shd have no fear of losing me.
Love,
Me