Saturday, July 10, 2010

Day 8: Your Favorite Internet Friend.

Every day I do this, I feel kind of...meh. Because I guess it makes me feel internet obsessed and self absorbed and vague and silly. But you know, I'm really kind of in love with the idea. Because 1. I love letters. 2. These are turning out to be extremely honest and raw, and I love that. 3. It keeps me writing. And I love that too. So. Onward. I'm not sure that today's will be that compelling.

Dear my favorite internet friend,

This is kind of hard because I'm not sure this exactly applies to me. So. I'm going to write this to you from the perspective of my favorite people to stalk online.

I think we all have those people. The ones you look at every time you sign on even if you don't want to. I think of it as my Facebook rounds, even if that makes me pathetic. Which it probably does. There are about...oh, I don't know...5-7 of you that I stalk relentlessly. I'm sorry. But I really think that there are people like that for everyone...maybe I'm even one of them for some of you. In fact, I'm pretty sure that I am. In fact, you may be reading this right now. If you are, just know that everyone has people they look at for random, real, or even reasons they don't know. Here are mine.

For some of you, especially some of you, I do it because you either have been a threat to me in the past or you're a threat to me now. Rewal or perceived. If it's in the past it's most likely just a habit now. I don't know why I don't stop. For another few of you...well. How could I not? You're in my life and always will be. And finally, for some...you or your lives just interest me. I don't even KNOW you, seriously, like, at all. It's weird, but you're just one of my PEOPLE. As in...someone who interests me because I don't understand some aspect of the person they are and I just watch to try to put my finger on the intangible. That might be you.

But anyway, I think it's interesting. The people who look at you and watch you and listen to you and what you write and know when you're having a hard time or a great life and never say anything. It's kinda nice to know there are probably more people who care about you than you know. Or, I don't know, it's creepy. But I wonder who that is for me. It's you guys that I look to, and in some way, in your own ways, you give me something through that. So thanks. Even if you never know.

A total creeper,
Lauren.

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