March 29, 2009

Deux.

The internet is my therapist. It began with a certain person in a certain country quite far away, many time-zones apart in fact. I would talk and talk, and unburden myself of my (relatively speaking) minor ethical dilemmas, while he requested naked photos. Quite a healthy relationship, one could say. But I am now adopting the internet in a broader scope as my mental health professional; via this here website and all the various other avenues of “self-expression” this virtual behemoth affords us. Having said that, I can see myself abandoning this venture within the month, so I wouldn’t suggest waiting around for something at all interesting to be divulged.