Hello, to all of you who cared enough to find this.
I hope the kind of person that this text makes you imagine...
is the kind that makes me happy to think about.
I guess I just feel sentimental, possibly for many reasons...
Mainly, it's knowing that whoever is reading this...
I can be sure that they deliberately chose to.
I feel like that's kind of rare nowadays. There are so many ways the world is trying
to monopolise your attention, trying to get you addicted, and yet you chose to read a blog post that looks like it came from the nineties... Isn't that interesting?
It is to me, in any case.
I have many thoughts I want to record here in the future, though not now...
I suppose I just want to tell the person who reads this, I'm glad they cared enough to find me.
Unless you're someone who I already know, who's here because they want to know what's on my mind.
Either way, you've found the only way I really feel like I can fully say what I want to, not what I feel like I have to. In real life, I struggle to escape the sort of mold that my life has encased me in, like some kind of social self-imprisonment.
Have you ever felt like the person you are online is realer than the person you are in real life?
I don't know how you couldn't, to be honest.
Despite being possibly thousands of miles away from me, reading this gives you a direct connection to me that most people I know offline don't have. That is just the reality of the internet, I suppose. It's weight can only really be grasped by my (very slow) brain as I type it now.
Anyway, I'm beginning to ramble now, so I'll finish here.
To anyone who read this: