This should be the only reason for not writing long, rambling emails back to me, the way I write them:
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I just wanted to tell you that I will be spending the remainder of my allotted internet time reading the Italia tales on your site. Hence no more time to write.
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That was from Sarah, by the way, and it’s nice to have some evidence that someone’s reading the stuff I keep posting here. Something like, “Yea, Kenny, we know you exist”. I need this.
Sometimes I worry I just imagined myself.
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Copyright © 2002 Kenny Mah Ying Fye.
Kenny Mah believes in the good in people. He has been blogging for over ten years. No, his hands aren't tired. Yet.
You’re right, it’s nice to know that someone’s reading the stuff we put up on the internet. Heck, it’s nice just to know, and feel, that someone out there, near or far, appreciates the little things that we do.
Sometimes I wonder, too, if I imagined myself.
Sometimes I wonder if the me I imagined is not a better version of me than me.
We imagine the better us first, then that person shall follow. Seriously.
I believe that sometimes. And at other times, I’m not really too sure about it.
Even so, I guess it’s just nice to imagine that better us, and really believe that it’s the present us preparing ourselves to receive the better us when they arrive.
We all have to start somewhere. And the human imagination is the most astounding thing, more so than any miracle or Wonders of the World.