funny

Funny what we share, isn't it? I was thinking, just now, about something to write on my blog, this blog, and the thought ran across my mind that it was too personal, that I should have another secret blog that is even more secret than this secret one. Ridiculous, really, considering the amount of secrecy that actually goes into this blog is pretty minimal, really, in terms of my own outpourings and textual revelations. Another secret blog might end up with only one or two personal outpourings that don't even make sense because they completely lack context (their context being the first blog from which they were removed for being too personal); in a way they become both less and more personal, both more and less attached to me, the author, than they were before.
So I think my conclusion is that the mundane details and little pieces of information that, even as you're writing them, seem pointless to expound upon, are really the stuff of secret lives - that is, the true lives of people that go on beneath and sometimes in tandem with the life that's on the surface. So perhaps it's a little ridiculous to have an extra special secret blog for extra special secrets when you can get those out on the single secret blog by way of a small outpouring of details or a large onslaught of moment by moment descriptions. And then the game of finding your secrets, of knowing your author, your reader, your friend, whomever, is a little more interesting. Because instead of having to remove yourself from the first sphere and look for secrets elsewhere - you know the secrets hide right in front of your face as long as you can read between the lines.