I keep going back to this blurb that a friend wrote about growing up with online social media sites:

we’re a bunch of vain, self-obsessed pseudo-intellectuals who are more interested in self-analysis than anything else. and i think a big part of why we throw so much of our lives on the internet is to gain insight from other people. maybe they can figure us out, if we can’t.

The glory of three weeks without work or school or anything means I’ve had a lot of time to reflect on my life and goals, on my relationships with others and…myself. myself myself myself. it’s been a very self-absorbed three weeks.
Between these reflections, watching Garden State alone on my couch, and some rather interesting conversations with close friends, I’ve decided that I need to take the time to be more honest with myself. Emotionally honest. So, I’ve slapped my life back onto the internet (if not vaguely, with pseudonyms and ambiguous addresses) and maybe it’ll help with my self-analysis. Cos, let’s face it. Even though I’ve publicized myself online in relative moderation in the last several years (living far too much in the real world), I belong on here just like she does. Maybe not EXACTLY like she does, but maybe being honest with the world in relative anonymity will help me be honest with myself. And maybe I need to be comfortable with that.