A tearful Farewell
It is with a heavy heart, a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye that I find myself signing off my Live Journal. I will always love you, my adoring public. My apologies go to all of you that have followed me through all my many adventures. (The tear rolls down my cheek.) To each of you I owe my undying gratitude for your endless patience, humor and loyalty. We’ve gone through so much together... After all that we’ve shared, it almost seems a betrayal to leave you, my league of fans. (I blow kisses to the monitor and dab my face with a tissue, but to no avail as the tears keep coming.)
Look. It isn’t like that. I find I can only present that which I want you to hear. (Boring!) All the good stuff is simply too private to share. Besides, What in my humble, meager life is so interesting that I should publicize it as though I were some wise man or celebrity? Does anyone really care to hear one more opinion on a tired issue, or hear about some cute thing my cat did? I hardly think so. The truth is that my real opinions, feelings, preferences, desires, and fantasies would only earn me scorn. I get enough of that already from those who supposedly love me. Thanks to anyone who has checked out my journal. That is truly flattering. Bye-bye now.
Look. It isn’t like that. I find I can only present that which I want you to hear. (Boring!) All the good stuff is simply too private to share. Besides, What in my humble, meager life is so interesting that I should publicize it as though I were some wise man or celebrity? Does anyone really care to hear one more opinion on a tired issue, or hear about some cute thing my cat did? I hardly think so. The truth is that my real opinions, feelings, preferences, desires, and fantasies would only earn me scorn. I get enough of that already from those who supposedly love me. Thanks to anyone who has checked out my journal. That is truly flattering. Bye-bye now.