The greater part of my

The greater part of my life, really up to the last couple of years, has been spent wishing I had more friends. I’ve lingered around the edges of conversations pretending I was too cool for the people I watched, or wanting desperately for them to talk to me. Something changed and that wasn’t as important to me. All of sudden I meet people with an ease I never knew before. Even before the great and mighty dfwblogs I had spent the Summer meeting gobs of new people. This is an entirely unprecedented event in the digital saint canon. Now I find myself composing emails in my head to all these people I meet and never writing them down. I think about things I’d like to do with them and I never do it. I see things that I think they’d like and I never tell them. When I do see them I worry that I haven’t read their site recently enough and I’ll make some embarrassing gaffe. I’ve always worried about the consequences of my actions but now a simple screwup can spread like a virus through the web as my wired friends document it on their site. In short an abundance of new people to talk with and share ideas appears to be leading me down a course of unintentional isolation. Oh silly boy, give up on the queeny histrionics. Get over yourself and enjoy the opportunities before you. You don’t need to worry, that is till they learn the naughty things about you. ;)