Nothing Personal ...
but I don't want to "share" with you.
I don't care to tweet, to "facebook", to poke or be poked. I don't need your "yelps", your "reviews", to be "friended" or "liked" ... Your opinions, unbidden, can't possibly matter;
there is nothing to "tag" anywhere, so don't bother.
The only thing that matters to me is that you read my words and see my images ... That they may one day "stumble upon" your consciousness and cause a smile. A frown. An emotion or
I don't care to tweet, to "facebook", to poke or be poked. I don't need your "yelps", your "reviews", to be "friended" or "liked" ... Your opinions, unbidden, can't possibly matter;
there is nothing to "tag" anywhere, so don't bother.
The only thing that matters to me is that you read my words and see my images ... That they may one day "stumble upon" your consciousness and cause a smile. A frown. An emotion or
I'm a failure!
At "Web 2.0", I am nowhere.
To be found, anywhere - You only need to know what's here.
The rest is frankly none of your business. It's for you to interpret, or
At "Web 2.0", I am nowhere.
To be found, anywhere - You only need to know what's here.
The rest is frankly none of your business. It's for you to interpret, or
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Last year, in 2013, I finally woke up from a 3-year coma ... A Year in Review |