Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Goodbyes

It's 7:32 a.m. .. I'm already at my studio waiting on a potential client to come at 9. I'm hopeful. 

Today is also my birthday. 

Upon waking up this morning, I started thinking about the things that make me happy, the things that I am thankful for. I also thought about the things I miss sometimes. It occurred to me that, although I love you all, dear readers, I am filling a sort of void in my life through this blog. I'm not trying to get all sentimental. It's just that, at a certain point, sending sentiments out to the blogisphere can be, to say the least, a little lonely. I put a thought out there, and it goes out into a cyber world, never to be seen or heard from again.  This blog has been a place of my sharing and sifting through thoughts. It has been therapeutic, at times. And it has been my companion, in a lot of ways. Knowing I have a few friends out there who care enough to read and comment has pulled me through some very rough patches. I am tremendously grateful for this.
But as opposed to a lot of other people who write blogs, I sometimes write mine as a form of communication with very certain friends. You could see how this doesn't really work very well... I write, and they read. 

And I never really get to know what they are thinking. I'm kind of tired of trying to be known by myself.

But today I am 29 years old. If we supposedly reinvent ourself every 7 years, today is the first day of my 4th life. (I was never good at math). 
And today, I choose to speak to real people, face to face or on the phone. I'm tired and also grateful for this blog. I want to know more about my friends, and have them know more about me.  

I've always been a little melodramatic. 

So to those of you who read this to know me, I ask that you just, well, know me. I would like to know you more. 

I wish all of you the best, and I will continue to follow YOU on your blogs. :) Otherwise, I would like to just see you or at least talk to you in some form that does not feel quite so lonely. 

It's a beautiful day out.  I want to live IN it. See you there.


1 comment:

shopsmart said...

I'm looking through the glass where the light bends at the cracks. And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs--pretending the echoes belong to someone.....someone I used to know.