I have been frequenting the blog of an anonymous man who randomly viewed my Multiply account earlier this April. I do not know how he happened to have chanced upon my Multiply but the thing is, I am engrossed with his writing.
I assume that most of the entries found in Mr. Anonyman's blog were inspired by the women he has had affairs with in his days as a bachelor. He writes them with depth and a queer passion that leaves most of his female readers silently hoping that someone in their history looks back at their affairs the way Mr. Anonyman sees those of his own. Everytime I finish reading Anon's (that's what we call him) post, I find myself asking this same thing over and over again: how come most guys don't think about their affairs this way? How come most guys don't even bother to write about these things?
This plus the mystery behind Anonyman's real persona keeps me anticipating for his new blog entries. He so reminds me of someone existing behind a different pseudonym. Though there may be vast spaces for doubts... But still, how can two different identities have the same preferences and qualities? Is it possible that they share the same personality?
Sigh. I kind of miss the company of that person, especially on lonely sleepless nights like this. It's just funny how one finds depth in the shallowest relationships; how one finds a friend behind a faceless mask.
I wish we could have another one of those lengthy, sensible talks...
Friday, April 11, 2008
Who are you, Mr. Anonyman?
Labels: personal diaries
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