I SO get this… And I want the wonder back.
We never should have met, that’s what strikes me as so wonderfully strange, these friends I have I never should have met. We never should have known a thing about each other, I should never know their names, and yet I do because we all decided at the same time to talk about our lives online. That’s what once seemed miraculous about these lives we have online, and yet in the shuffle of things I’ve lost my wonder for it.
Five years later I’m much more removed from that frame of mind. I love the emails I get from strangers, but I don’t have the time to be penpals with people in Malaysia. I appreciate the compliments, but it’s creepy to me having strangers ogle my self portrait so I rarely post pictures of myself anymore. The insight people share to my writing is flattering, but I don’t write for validation from anyone.