Blogging for fun and profit...

Yeah, that's it. That's what I need to do. Because I cannot really put my thoughts here can I? Expose myself to ridicule, to exposure, to being so very vulnerable?

Me?

Nah.

I will instead retreat to the act, the shell, the me that everyone knows. It's safer. All flash and charisma and no substance. That's the girl they all know and love.

And inside, the real me withdraws further, shrinks backward into it's shell, and becomes a tiny point of light, until someday... I will disappear altogether.