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Someone Somewhere


Alright, you caught my attention. I was going to write a blog post about racism, because that had been on my mind for a while now but fuck it, who cares about racism.

You, on the other hand, are interesting. This is the second time you commented on my post. What makes you read my blogs. How did you find it anyways? There are millions, if not billions of websites and blogs online but you chose to visit mine. What makes you interested in reading my blogs? Is it the way I write or you just have nothing to do. Maybe you are like me, maybe you are not. Maybe you like to laugh at me reading my blogs thinking- how can someone be so stupid or ... you adore me. You love me, Someone. You love the way I write, so you keep coming back and leave your presence so that I notice you. Well, if that is what you want, I noticed you.

Here's the thing Someone, nobody knows about my blogs. I do not share it with many people. I once shared it on Reddit but that was it. And if you had come through Reddit, I would have known. But you didn't. This means you know me. You know me "Someone" you might not know me personally but you know about me.

Also, you have watched YOU. I suspected it was my brother or sister but, unlike you,  they haven't seen the show. I don't know why you hide behind a different identity like I do. I have my reasons "Someone," and maybe you have yours. What are your reasons "Someone"?  Is there more to us? I think we do. I think we have a lot in common. I hide behind this identity of a Handsome Charming Man because I AM a Handsome Charming man, but are you just "Someone" living "Somewhere". I don't think you are. I think you are special "Someone".  If only I knew your name, I would know where to look for you. Who are you? Where do you live? What intrigues you? I have so many questions.(Please change your name Someone somewhere, I want to know more about you).

I know you will be reading this post. You haven't necessarily followed my blog or subscribed to it. But, I know you'll come back. Its funny how destiny works. I had no idea that the blog I was building was a path to you. And when I found you here, commenting, I realized this was just the beginning.  This was the blog I had to post, to be in a place to meet ... you.

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Editor's Note: Can you please change your name from Someone Somewhere to Beck or something like that??? It would be a lot easier for me to write about you. I tried to edit this blog again to make it sound like Joe, but your name makes it harder to do so. So, you either change your name or don't expect this blog to be perfect.

Note: Although you hate this part (Someone somewhere) no matter what I said. I honestly appreciate your feedback. This will probably ruin this post for you but I had to write it. For other people reading this, "Someone Somewhere" is a user who commented on my blog twice (Yes, that means a lot to me please don't judge me). I know it doesn't make sense but I don't have a lot of people reading my blogs.


Comments

  1. someone.somewhereJanuary 7, 2020 at 5:21 AM

    You are too nice. You don't have to explain yourself every time. Its YOUR blog. Own it. Also, you can write about me in a non- Joe format. (Just suggesting! ;) )

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