11:51 p.m. - June 14, 2003
A quick thought
I long for conversation that doesn�t need to be explained, an opportunity in which I don�t feel self-conscious or observed, and can talk without recrimination or judgment. I�m disillusioned with being the listener.
Via this journal I�ve:
�Written real-life letters and talked to Kodachrome on many occasions;�Spoken to Lorster on many occasions;
�Spoken to Twids on several occasions on the telephone but mostly we IM each other;
�Met, breakfasted, and bookshopped with Hulamoons;
�Spoken for 20 minutes with John;
�Spent lots of time hanging out with Shannon.
I worry the internet, this journal, the telephone, are becoming the most salient links between myself and the outside. I would like people who know me in vivo to know me as well as those who know me via this causerie.
An ancillary worry is that I�m forgetting, or have forgotten, how to make friends. How silly is that?
