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Mood:
*feeling watched*

weird...

a few folks have place this journal in their links...

it has (I believe) caused the number of people visiting my journal to jump up a lot. though I'm not really sure by how much

sorta makes me feel paranoid

yet... I dunno I still feel like I'd rather hide, but there are bits of me that are sort of exhibitionists.

I rarely keep private entries because I usually only keep entries that way until they're finished and then post them publically.

*shrug* I kinda figure if someone wants they can email me. And let me know what they think, but I sometimes think that it's mostly strangers that are passing through and I shouldn't sweat it....

But like I've said before the show is what I'm about and I want to keep those around me entertained, or at least I want to make sense. Blowing in the wind and shouting down the seas is just a waste of time for me. And yet I want to say things to myself sometimes, and this is one of the few spaces I have to do that. And I think sometimes I want other people to hear me and respond because holding a dialogue with myself just makes me go spinning around and around without finding anything like a complete question, a thorough answer or a useful solotion.

So maybe I should just hide. arg.


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