My mom had lifted me up in the middle of our dead end street as a tow truck took away her old silver sedan. She said something along the lines of “PEACE You Shitty Car!”. I remember having the feeling i’d miss the steel contraption. Either that, or i left my Shel Silverstein novel inside it.
I’d finally surcome to blogging.
And I had to meet someone from the internet (who was a blogger themselves) to be lured in. A fun cheerful person who totally nerd-ed out with me.
We did what anyone would do on Omegel… role-play as Snape & DumbLedore.
I’ve heard from plenty of friends in the malleable world, that writing a diary on the computer is a fun activity to reflect ones opinions. I’ve always thought it was a waste of time to share said “thoughts” with the cave trolls of the internet.
But It’s just encouraging to know that there aren’t always horny chat-roulette Nudists.
Its just good to know that my words may relate with another person.
It’s actually remarkable to know that an interesting conversation can occur through a over glorified MIrror made of wires and plastic. And that dialogue can make me feel HUMAN!
So finally experiencing friendship through the web and only the web, has changed my mind
And it’s also good to know that…. those Nudists will Sick around till my human connection is done. ;-)