Anonymously yours...

I love you, tony.
cindy
--Posted by Anonymous to Exile Industries: Department of Redundancy Department at 9/9/2004 09:52:23 PM


Anonymity, it's a very interesting state to exist in, but it's even more interesting when people write to you from said state. Back in elementary school, we were not above passing notes with this message "do you like me? Check yes or no." granted when I was in school I probably set up this form in triplicate, and requesting that it be notarized, but I was a dork, that's what I did. In those days we were so shy that no one ever directly asked anyone about their feelings, in fact it was always a friend who had to play the part of Cyrano just to get the ball rolling.

But we grew up, we got jobs, and we stopped passing notes with check boxes, but we still remain bashful. Along with our coy nature we have also developed a distrust for the unknown. The comment at the beginning of this entry arises many questions. Who is this Cindy? Why would she say she loves me? How does Cindy know me as Tony? And why are such feelings of infatuation posted anonymously, and on an entry regarding voting and other futile activities?

There may be no way to find out who are what Cindy is. Be it a random crossing of paths or a poorly played ruse, it is only my reaction to this that I may hold as tangible. So Cindy, whether you're real or not I thank you for your kudos and I hope you enjoy what I writer, and if you're not real, well, at least you gave me something to write about.



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