i miss my anonymity sometimes.
i often fight the urge to start up another blog somewhere where no one knows my name.
no one knows my story.
and yes, i'm still "anonymous."
but there is an intimacy that is shared when people read the things you don't even tell your friends.
and there is a difference when you meet bloggers whom you've read for years. i have such a headache.
i am so exhausted.