Writer's Block: Chatty
Mar. 4th, 2009 02:36 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]I prefer email. Nothing in my life is so urgent that I need to text, and I'd rather break the silence with the quiet click of keys, as I type a carefully chosen phrase. There are two or three people who have my phone number, and on a given day I might enjoy talking with one of them. When I get a chance. And I don't listen to my voicemail.
All those years of being on call soured me on the idea of being constantly reachable. I guard my privacy like a tiger guards her cubs.
You, my dear online circle, are the people who know how to reach me. You are patient, knowing that our lives are not exactly running parallel, and you know that I'll reply. Eventually.
All those years of being on call soured me on the idea of being constantly reachable. I guard my privacy like a tiger guards her cubs.
You, my dear online circle, are the people who know how to reach me. You are patient, knowing that our lives are not exactly running parallel, and you know that I'll reply. Eventually.