I live for analyzes. it is (for me) the only way to go. You have to think and review and ask and think some more, and so writing about stuff makes it easier to do just that. To go back and and look at how I felt and try to figure out why.
And then I combines that with my need to share my thoughts with my friends, I wish I had the time to actually write everyone letters, in hand writing about everything and nothing, but I don't, and no one would answer. So I'm stuck with bloging, the modern worlds answer to the beautiful art of letter writing. It is like you are all my penpals.
I'm glad you don't write me letters. I'd be feeling bad constantly for not answering and half-heartedly answering maybe one of five. After a while you'd stop writing and I'd know it was because I didn't answer and we would no longer stay in touch.
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And then I combines that with my need to share my thoughts with my friends, I wish I had the time to actually write everyone letters, in hand writing about everything and nothing, but I don't, and no one would answer.
So I'm stuck with bloging, the modern worlds answer to the beautiful art of letter writing. It is like you are all my penpals.
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