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this blog proudly survived a week of close circle publicity. you read it because you’re surprisingly interested in me and because you are interested in yourself, and you see that you and i are somewhat similar. well, we are related so we gotta be similar (friends and significant others are mentally related too so don’t feel left out). i like this voting gadget, this little tool is going to be my friend. maybe it’s not accurate at all, maybe it randomly shows headcount and results to make me feel delusional about my own popularity (nobody got bored?!), but hey, let it be so. you come here, you read this kind of a delicate stuff, and it moves you a little bit. and you are willing to do something in return, so you vote. voting is easy. it’s not like adding a ..comment.

i don’t comment. why? i don’t necessarily want you to know that i read your post. why again? because sometimes denial is more comfortable, especially for face-to-face encounters. also maybe i am not ready, maybe i don’t have words for my thoughts yet. here you are blabbing to everybody about whatever it is you feel like posting today, and i have something to say. but i can’t. not today. i am not ready to have your audience reading my opinions. i am not willing to start this online public discussion with you about something i am not really feeling up to talking about. and, there is nothing to say. you posted what you wanted and i read it. and that’s as far as it goes.