Washing Around in Cyberspace
This is a quick impromptu post based on a couple of unwanted Followers. It's quite unnerving to log on and find that your latest Follower is sporting a lot of provocative breast. I clicked on the icon, expecting the worst, and the worst certainly came. Bits of a female you can't see without a mirror and a cucumber suddenly filled my screen. This is not really what I want. In fact, I suddenly feel rather lost and alone, and really quite vulnerable, out here in cyberspace. Where have all my 'friends' gone? There just seems to be an aching silence and a feeling of use and abuse pervades this place. It makes me feel rather sad on a day when I was feeling sad enough already.
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The rest of us are still here. I always read, but often I get too busy and don't take the time to comment. Summertime is a busy time for most - I've found that things tend to slow down in the summer, then pick up again in the fall.
Keep writing. We'll listen.
I have deleted a comment or two, and noticed the odd, well, odd follower....but nothing as weird as what you describe. One knows that there are strange ones out there, but the talented, funny, connected and sane outnumber them by far. Don't worry!