3.14.2010

Why my blog should exist

We (as a people) tend to idolize famous figures. Celebrities become objects of our affection for little to no reason. Often they are beautiful--a shallow way to become infatuated--or perhaps very compelling actors. Sometimes you just don't know why you want so badly to be with them. For the few, minor infatuation becomes obsession; for a few less, obsession becomes stalking.

I am no stalker. I lack the commitment and the resources to stalk anyone, particularly a celebrity. I also lack mental derangement... maybe should have opened with that.

Really, All I want is to express some of the feelings I have toward women who will never know who I am or, should they ever come to know me, would have nothing to do with me. A part of me would like to meet them. A part of me would like to kiss them or hold them closely as if they are tiny dancers (indeed, some may actually be tiny dancers). A majority of me recognizes that nothing betwixt a young, moderately attractive 20-something and a goddess (too strong?) can ever be. Still, should any of them read my posts and feel so inclined as to drop me a line, I won't stop them.

How real can love be when the only way I've ever interacted with these women was through a screen? Let's find out.