Ain't that the truth. Some of you may have been reading my blog for a few weeks, months. A select few of you may even have been reading it for years. So, I bid you the question: Do you feel that you know me because you have read a few things about me, shared a few pictures with you?
The answer is no. You do not know me (unless you have met me in real life of course). Don't get me wrong - there are many of you I would LOVE to meet, LOVE to be friends with. I sincerely like some of the people whose blogs I have read, and people who have commented on my blog throughout the years. With that said, it does not mean I know you.
I know the people who I have shared secrets with, ridden in the passenger seat by, went to see a movie with. I know the people who have sucked up to me, put me down, and made me feel inferior. I know the people who I have been in pictures with, the people who have given me hugs, the people who have annoyed the crap out of me. I do not, however, know you. It may be a sad fact, but it's true.
I can think I know you, and you can think you know me, but that fact of the matter is we really do not know each other. For all you know, I could be a 56 year old man from Antarctica in a civil union with a man who hates beavers. Granted, I am not. I do not even know if Antarctica allows civil unions, but the thing is you only know little snippets about me that I have told you. You know nothing more, nothing less. Think about this as your are enjoying the internet and social networking. Though it is fun and a way to make friends, you need to see people, places, things, and ideas for what they really are.