Coming out.
People have been coming out on their blogs. One of the blogs of which I'm a dedicated reader just had his writer come out.
He didn't know why he wrote for all this time anonymously.
I know why I have.
I mean, yes, some of my "dedicated readers" if they, in fact exist, probably know who I am and what I do, and maybe even vaguely what I look like. Still, I prefer to not think about it, not make it too "out there" because I don't want to bump into someone in a class, or at a conference...then they would go "Aren't you depressed girl who's obsessive about time and whose boyfriend left and and and..."
Not exactly my idea of freedom of expression.
So for now, dear readers (whome I hope exist), we keep it low profile for the sake of not having a heart-attack when faced with the amount of little pieces of information someone who could meet me know about me.
For now I'm just silly obsessive young soul who has a special blogging position.
Some like it gray.
4 comments:
you reveal nothing coherent about your love life here, and kamal is nothing like his blog in person...
scary this whole secret identity thing..
I came across your blog and I read most of your archives... nice blog
i like the anonymity too--but why is it liberating when you can be anyone? can't you be anyone anyway?
i wish i could be the girl on my blog. do you wish that?
it's like xavier in kundera :)
(i have dsl lala)
pretty much everyone who reads my blog knows me, or who i am, but i don't wanna come out and put my name on there because of my job...they really wouldn't like it.
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