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Sat, Dec. 23rd, 2006, 05:33 pm
An open letter:


We've never talked, or we don't talk much, and I'm unsure as to how to start. Maybe it's fear, or just an excess of caution, but instead of directly approaching you, I wrote this up, and hoped it would get to you, or by pure social chance, happen to have some effect on you.

I've been watching you for a couple of years now, even though you haven't noticed me. You are an interesting person, and have always left me impressed with your abilities and thoughts. Even though I don't approach you, online or off, I still want to let you know that, leaving me conflicted. So, I wrote this up, and hoped it would get to you, or by some trick of fate, have some effect on you.

Maybe I'm afraid of displeasing you, or that our exchanges will somehow be unpleasent, or that I somehow will give you some mental disease, like how you're not supposed to touch baby birds, and you'll be touched by darkness. Maybe by thinking this way, by playing it safe, I'm denying other possiblities, for fear of the worst. Instead, I wrote this, even though you haven't noticed me, I wrote this up, and hoped you might find it, or that, somehow, its message would carry through to you.

Thank you.

Sun, Dec. 24th, 2006 10:26 pm (UTC)

Yeah, some weeks I'm hardly even here, spending all my time at some studio, job, reading for classes, and running other errands. I feel guilty about it and come back a few days later, and then I don't know what to say. It's that moment of being so caught up in a different world, where communicating isn't as important as what you're doing with your body. It's hard to re-emmerse after a few busy days, I'm no good at juggling the two. That's why people go on LJ hiatusi, I think. It's my excuse.