For a while I can be such a nice and comely person. People would want to come and meet, talk with me, if they see me then.
And then, due to some thought, after a while, that comes along my mind based on some intense distillation of the surroundings, brings me down to the knees, and then, I fall apart. Stop talking. Dont know what to say. Become D&D. Become repulsive. People would not want to come within some feet of me. Or some miles?
Due to the second state, I think I have been involved in causing other people to come to depression. I can see atleast 4 people that have become depressed because of me.
Dont come near me!!!!
/me
This blog is not linked from elsewhere on the site. This is a personal diary, where I will write things I wouldnt usually want to tell others. Based on introspection, they are a result of my struggle to cope up with my huge internal problems. For my worldly picture, look at my website and/or my other blog.
There are 5 connotations of the name "/me":
1. In IRC chat, when you want to type in a message that is something about you, you type in "/me (message)". This blog is something like that.
2. "/me" signifies me standing alone on one side of the "slash", and the rest of the world on the other side. I have come alone to my own personal private space and am writing about myself.
3. It indicates the URL of the blog - the main site name followed by "/me".
4. It indicates the path location in the unix directory tree.
5. Simply that the blog is about me.

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