Real people

I’ve been reading certain blogs now for almost 4 years and the strange thing is that these people whose lives I’ve watched from outside the box, don’t know me. It’s weird to me that I have insight into the lives (sometimes intimate) of complete strangers. There is something oddly voyeruistic about the whole thing.. I probably need to comment and write more instead of reading so much, now that’s a big fat Duh. Self-deprecation suits better than my favorite grey sweater