-isms

In June I met a guy on Facebook. Or rather, he found me. We started chatting and he proposed to meet. The idea terrified me but I agreed. We met on a Friday, at 9am, in a café. He drove 1 hour 45 minutes to get here.

As soon as I saw him I was relieved because he wasn’t really my type. He was nice and we talked. Then I brought him home, to show him the sheep and the ducks.

The next day or so we continued our chat and I asked him what he’d thought of me. He told me I was exciting. That appealed to my narcissistic mind. We talked some more and it really turned me on like some 16 year old school girl. But then, that’s how I feel, like a schoolgirl. Why is that wrong?

Anyway, that’s one of the reasons I left Facebook. That and some more. I wanted to kill the Ego Machine. I built my own instead.
I wrote him an email when I left Facebook and Instagram but he never answered.

I always fantasize about strange men I meet and obviously I fantasized about him too. Not really him, because I can’t recall his face too clearly, but the mental image I have. It has faded now.

Soon I will deactivate my personal Instagram again. It was nice to go back and have a chat but I don’t want to get sucked into it like I did before. I don’t need it. I’m still mainly living on the Internet, Twitter and DeviantArt, but my blog is my greatest obsession. I’m proud of it and I know it’s beautiful.

The world is filled with -isms and I am a huge one myself.

I used to fantasize that Paul McCartney would marry my sister.

Ozzy Osbourne

I can resist anything except temptation.

Oscar Wilde