I did not write this for you
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I like you, of course. Maybe. Sometimes. Usually.
I love it when I can prompt you to comment. Commentary is quite addictive, actually. I have to resist the temptation to write things purely for the hope of comments.
My aim on these pages it to please myself.
Verbal masturbation you might call it.
A vent to release the mental steam.
A space to mark a sort of intellectual/political/cultural/trivial passage through my thoughts.
To walk through the world with blue feet.
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Reader Comments (2)
I liked hearing this thought (not that it matters to you), but, it was a good reminder to me that my blog can be the same..it's really more of a private notebook that happens to be public, isn't it? Good day. MT
Oh, Matthew, there's the rub! Just because I didn't write it for you doesn't mean your reaction doesn't matter to me. I'm glad it meant something to you. Sending along good writing vibes. --D