four windows blinking
msn has turned conversation into air traffic control. #
Four conversations at once tonight. Three girls from blogs and Edo.
One girl was upset about her boyfriend. One was showing me a new layout. One had changed her nickname again and wanted to know if I liked it. Edo wanted me to stop everything and listen to a track.
At one point I answered the wrong person.
Fortunately I did not send `”your boyfriend sounds like an idiot”` to Edo, although he probably would have agreed on principle.
This is my social life now: physical friends, old friends, boyfriend, Genova, Lecco through a screen, girls I have never met but talk to three times a week, people who know me as Alice, people who know me as Eclipse, people who call me Bambolina.
No wonder I need three names.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.