i would hope that people wouldn't assume they know me simply from reading my daily blogs. i would think my mere existence was minimal and trifling if it could be summarized in a few paragraphs of randomness everyday. at the same time, my words are only representative of that current time and place; they would not do justice to the labyrinth of my vivid life. i can dream while knowing what is real, i can feel confident without high self-esteem, i am more than the sentences i put together. sometimes i wonder if people would get to know me beyond the boundaries of blogspotting....