Paranoia

In the last years, I have to admit that I’ve become a bit paranoid about keeping this blog. Part of me wants to lead my life privately but the other part of me doesn’t want to let go chronicling my life, well at least the fraction that I am willing to open up to the world wide web. Obviously, there is a great deal of my life that I don’t write in here and don’t intend of doing so. Not now and not in the future.

And apart from sustaining a busy life and having less time to attend to extra blogging and social networking affairs, this paranoia is the major reason why I closed the comments, the chatbox and took my email address out from this site. I am selfish. I want something that I can control. I only want one-way traffic and nothing else.

So seeing that I approximately have 26,000 views of my profile perplexes me a little bit.

The other day, one of my colleagues at work told me, “I think I’ve come across your blog.” (I might have flushed in shock and embarrassment when I heard him say this)

“You blog right?” – PAUSE – “You’re the type who would write, I’m sure of that.” (I might have stammered trying to find words to say!)

“I don’t know how I came across your blog but I was searching and saw-Oh, this looks just like you!” (so as you can see there is no escape, I had to sheepishly admit)

I told him to keep it low profile and between ourselves which is fine by him he said. But honestly, it’s making me paranoid... UGH.
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