getting lost

How easy it is to get lost into the web of life, meaning to stop and breathe and write a few things down, like whats been happening, and how you feel.

You feel some sort of obligation to this website, and it sits on the back of your mind like a brick, calling out to you

write me, build me, stop pretending i don't exist

I feel guilty for not writing. but then i push it away, and forget about it for another while.

Guilt, its a strange thing. why do i feel guilty for not writing? its not like i have sold my soul to anyone, and if i don't write I am going to be soul-less and lonely. I write and no one comments. and once in a while, i stare at the flag counter and think of the hundreds of people who have passed through, and no one comments. and so i start to feel less guilty, because maybe, if i had some encouragement. I would feel the need to post more.

So i no longer feel lost. or guilt. because i have decided, that if people cared, they would comment, and i would write more.

so comment, or don't comment.

I i will post when i feel like it, or not post if i don't.

I don't owe you anything,

and you owe me nothing.

I used to stare at that flag counter, and be excited, and refresh the page, seeing if anyone else came. and now, it scrolls by, unread, unlooked at. reminding me that people can glimpse at my life. but only I know how interesting it really is.