Dragonflies, Butterflies & Lady Bugs

D'Oh!

For all that people insist I am a good writer, sometimes I do a miserable job of getting my point across. The very nice person who was reading my archives emailed me this morning (you can say "I told you so," hissandtell), and along with the fabulous comments left, helped me realize I didn't say what I meant to say.

I meant to reveal my insecurity around stats, that I watch them obsessively and I wonder about how my writing impacts people, particularly those who don't leave notes. Still, sometimes miscommunications happen for a reason, and in this case, I think it was so I could also gain some great insight into why people don't leave notes as well as why I crave the feedback.

I am GLAD to know what I write affects people. That it makes you think. I am humbled to know that sometimes you are moved so much that you don't know what to say. Me too. I mean, me too when reading other journals. I love hearing what brings people here and why they keep coming back. And this whole thing has made me feel like I should be more conscientious myself about leaving notes. If you're on my buddy list, rest assured I think you are the shit.

So... thanks again, to my friends and diary community. You all rock much and I can't tell you how often your feedback makes my day brighter. Really.

And... since someone was saying my lyrics are too new, here's an oldie for you. One of my all-time favorite bands, maybe even the all time favorite, which if you are a regular or thorough reader, is a huge clue.

And so today, my world it smiles, your hand in mine, we walk the miles,
Thanks to you it will be done, for you to me are the only one.
Happiness, no more be sad, happiness....I'm glad.
If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.
When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

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