Are you listening?

I am under no illusions that anyone has read this blog. In fact if I keep this blog alive for years, which I hope to, I doubt anyone will even see it, much less read. And you know what? I'm fine with that. I don't expect people to see this, and I doubt I'll ever tell anyone that I have this blog.
Yet that does raise the question of why. Why am I writing this? What exactly am I writting anyways?

As for What, I don't have a compleat answer. All this is, is a jumble of things that go through my head. Sometimes it is nonsensical, other times I think it may be profound. Most of this stuff however is things that I wish others could hear. But I know that I could never tell them. I guess that is the reason why I write them here. I need to say the things I say, but I can't say them to the ones that need to hear it. So just to get them off my chest, I write them here. Who knows, maybe someone will stumble on this site and see the things I have said.

Ultimately I write this not for others but for me. It's a way to comunicate by myself. Not that I don't like comunicating with others. I love my friends, and need more, it just seams that sometimes, they don't care much about me. I feel left out. Which is why I can't tell them all the things I want, I don't want to alianate my self any more. So I keep typing.

If you are out there, thank you.