This morning I feel guilty, and a little bit dirty, I have been poking around on facebook, thinking up all those names that I would like to be in contact with, Nik Gadley, Sara Wogg,( the names have been changed for their privacy) , I have a little look through their friends to see what they are up to by the general theme of things. Nik is, as I expected, arty and cosmopolitan, I sort of feel not interesting enough to be part of that list, Sara is just not there, Christine seems to leave a trace but then it leads to nowhere, very mysterious.
It made me think that very occassionally someone stalks me via the web and that does'nt seem to be a bad feeling, there are very few people that I purposely close my mind to, hopefully they know who they are.
I know that others indulged in the same guilty secret of web stalking, I know this because I contacted someone from the past recently and it became clear as we talked that he had had a look before and decided, as I do myself, that this person would not want to talk to me. On this occassion I made the first move but wouldnt it be great if I could get over myself, and just do it.
Generally my own rule would be, if you feel bad about it then don't do it, I think what I actually feel bad about is being chicken, so I will return to that page and send a friend request, if I recieve a stony silence, then so be it.
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