Phraseology

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For a couple of reasons, I enjoy the sentence written above. There's a poetic quality and a vulnerable truth to it that just makes me stop and think. Typically you run across things like this in literature, but when placed in a public venue, as graffiti is, it seems to take on a different meaning; as McLuhan said, the medium is the message.

I've always felt that there is an odd dichotomy for people who keep track of their thoughts and days online. On the one hand, it is (or can be) thoughts that are private, the sort of things you would typically write in a diary and not let anyone read. On the other, you are posting it in the most public of venues, not just so others can read, but perhaps (if we are all honest with ourselves) in the hope that people will read and commiserate, will comment, will validate your opinions, thoughts and efforts. And of course, we can all mouth platitutes about how that is not and should not be the desired outcome, but it's like acting; if you really didn't care about what the audience thought, you could just go perform in parking lots or in your living room for a collection of stuffed animals and be perfectly happy, which I suppose some people do and are.

I am not one of those people.