Stalking is such an ugly word. I prefer lurking passively with the intent to observe.
The reason I bring this up is that one of my friends, Joey, just shared the fact that she actually has a blog. She has been a blogger for quite some time now which I didn't know until today. Frankly I am surprised. She was not the blogging type and we have this habit of checking out another friend's
blog to check what is happening with her so that we can be prepared when to avoid her and be ready with an excuse when she calls us to get together to have coffee or some other bullshit preppy activity like that. So she must know that I will do the same with her blog, in the sense that I will use it to know what's up with her.
The thing is that I kind of feel weird that she shared her
blog with me when I don't share mine with her. I like writing anonymously. I like the fact that I can write what I really think without being afraid that they may be hurt by what I wrote. I like being really me for once.
But she's my friend. Actually I see her as my best friend even though she doesn't know that. I want her to know me because ideally best friends should know each other through and through. But I don't want to give up this freedom. Not yet anyway.
1 Comments:
Stalking is a lovely word. When applied to natural predators, that is.
Lurking sounds dirty. LUrky lurk!
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