Welcome to the Beginning...
Aug. 5th, 2005 10:56 amI had a title for this, really I did. At least, I did before I forgot it. If you know me (in real life or elsewhere) this shouldn't surprise you.
I'm a solitary person by nature. Maybe it's part of being an only child, but I've never understood when people asked me if I was lonely. I'm never lonely, not as long as I have a book, or pen and paper.
But despite that, I love being with people, conversing with them. If I've said something to make someone laugh, or smile, it brightens my whole day. If I feel like I've been witty, or given someone a positive impression of me, I sparkle. I might be in a chatroom having fun, and people walking into the room do a double-take and ask "Why are you in a good mood all of a sudden?"
Chatrooms are, for me, ideal. I get to enjoy the silence and privacy of being completely alone, while still talking to people who are more intelligent than the majority of the human race. It's a seeming contradiction, but I thrive on contradictions.
So I come to this journal. I know better than to imagine that my life is interesting to anyone else- it's barely interesting to me- but my thoughts might hold some sort of appeal. All things are possible.
Although this journal is, right now, essentially floating in cyberspace, eventually I will post a link somewhere. So to those future readers I remain
~Respectfully, Kit
I'm a solitary person by nature. Maybe it's part of being an only child, but I've never understood when people asked me if I was lonely. I'm never lonely, not as long as I have a book, or pen and paper.
But despite that, I love being with people, conversing with them. If I've said something to make someone laugh, or smile, it brightens my whole day. If I feel like I've been witty, or given someone a positive impression of me, I sparkle. I might be in a chatroom having fun, and people walking into the room do a double-take and ask "Why are you in a good mood all of a sudden?"
Chatrooms are, for me, ideal. I get to enjoy the silence and privacy of being completely alone, while still talking to people who are more intelligent than the majority of the human race. It's a seeming contradiction, but I thrive on contradictions.
So I come to this journal. I know better than to imagine that my life is interesting to anyone else- it's barely interesting to me- but my thoughts might hold some sort of appeal. All things are possible.
Although this journal is, right now, essentially floating in cyberspace, eventually I will post a link somewhere. So to those future readers I remain
~Respectfully, Kit