Nameless

Nameless
Who are these silent strangers waiting for me to know who they are?

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

The Sea

Sometimes it seems like the internet really is like the sea at night. All around, all you can see are the darks swells of the waves. Even if you know there are other boats, hidden behind the nearest swell. Above you can see a million stars, the same stars that any other on the sea may look at. Yet, even when you call out and try to make contact, the wind swallows your voice. You can write a note, stuff it in a bottle and toss it out trusting the waves to deliver it and trusting that someone will read it.

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