Thoughts I've had, poems I've written and anything else I think might be interesting.
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there? Not out there out there, my question was more along the lines of an inquiry. I was just wondering you know. About you. I keep talking to this 'you,' but I don't actually know that anyone reads this. So what I'm trying to say is should I start addressing my posts to me. That way I wouldn't have any delusions about it. I've always treated it like I was talking to myself. I just referred to myself as you. So I'm trying to figure out if there really is a you. Are you there? Am I actually writing this blog? Are you actually reading it? If you even exist. I guess it would be pretty hard to read this if you didn't exist. Although I'm pretty sure I exist so I shouldn't really be making judgments about what people who don't exist can and cannot do. I've never been in that position before. Well I guess I was before I started existing, but I can't remember that far back: I didn't exist. I guess that lets me say I have a hunch that people who don't exist also can't remember. I'll have to wait to make judgment on the whole reading while nonexistent issue, seeing as I can't remember nonexistence, so I wouldn't know if I could read or not. Anyway I think the reason I started writing was to see if anybody read this. So I guess if you read this maybe could you leave a comment. An empty one will do. I just want some reassurance that my suspicions that someone is eavesdropping on my public conversation with myself are true.
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