Though I like to write and want to have contact with friends and “the world,” I am actually a pretty private person.  I’ve seen people blog about sex, the details of their family relationships, their personal aspirations, and the like.  I know I rant on here at times, but whether because I have been burned or because I am just a shy turnip, I don’t see myself exposing any inner secrets (if I have any) here. 

I hope that’s not too disappointing.  I guess it gets back to the whole purpose of a blog–not that there is a right or wrong purpose.  It’s weird, though.  I mean, I don’t have one set way of communicating with all the people I know.  My relationships with people differ, so it’s weird to try to communicate via the blog (especially if it’s just me blabbing into the vortex, with little back and forth) when I’m most comfortable in a particular, unique relationsihp–one on one or at least in a small group.

I think I have always been like this.  I’ve never been one to gather together huge groups of people (my wedding would I suppose be the one exception), and I tend to disappear in such groups unless I have a sort of advocate there pulling me in.  Some of my best friends in life, incidentally, have been the people who have played the advocate for me in those situations.  I don’t know if any of them would be reading this, but if so–maybe you know who you are.

Is that self-deprecating?  I don’t really see it that way and I hope I haven’t leaned too heavily or been too much of a burden.  I hope I can give enough in small groups or one on one to make up for it.

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