I had posted to someone else's blog. A simple thing. I posted anonymously. They thanked me. It can matter. I had worried that my words did not fit my feelings, that they might be misread. They were not. Often my words are. I don't talk like other people, I talk like me.
It was nice to be recognized for my comment. It was nice to know that it helped. I did not leave my blogs address, I never do. My blog is not publicized, not monetized, not anything. At best it is a restroom stop in the desert. How nice. I have restroom named after me. I do. It has a plaque that only five people will see. Be well.
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