ENTRY # 58
One of those recursive discussions. In <style
Me, the introvert – socially ept being in training – broadcasts thoughts free from constraints of necessary introductions, the getting know you, and tests as to whether or not the click clicked. Free from call and response in an asynchronous monolog or dialog ballyhoo (halloooo….echo echo echo…) But we end up here- distilled, somewhat filtered by wordsmithery, but unmasked. Nude without the sex. Hyperselves. More and less (more more than less) than who we are, showing facets that are usually unavailable to the general public until after midnight.