Or do we cease to when we are involved with another?
Does our writing subtly morph into another method of communication? Hoping in our heart of hearts they “see”? us so we don’t have to take the risk of speaking the words? We start writing “to” them instead of for us, especially when we go out of our way to “share” those pages with those we want to know better. And those of the heart.
Certainly some blogs, journals, whatever are interactive. A collaborative effort in sharing with each other…to each other. Not many are.
There are some of us too who write better than we speak. I get that.
I like the written word. But, those who do tend to be articulate anyway.
Thoughtful in what and how they speak.
But really, I think it’s about courage.
Yet we deny this don’t we? After all we are just sharing, right? Here, look at what I do. I write stuff. Now I can *write* you instead of *talking* to you. Instead of sharing our hearts in three dimensions. Less risk.
I say yes, unfortunately. We hide between the back type littering the white space. We use it to our advantage. At best, a very poor method of communication.
Guilty as charged….