I don't know exactly why I'm posting this here, except that I can.
I'm thinking of starting a mini project of my own, entitled, "Talk to Strangers." The premise is that we live in an overly individualized world. Even though we're always connected, we manage to make it all about ourselves. No one writes letters anymore. Why? Because that would entail actually reading and replying to the response. It seems that we don't care about other people; that we're all detached.
Personally, I think that our society's lack of intimacy is a disease. I had that disease. Fear of being close to others, as if you could get contaminated by their thoughts, emotions; by their lives. Now, though, I want that. I want to know what so-and-so is thinking. Not to be nosy; just because I care about that person and want to understand them. What does it matter whether or not I know them? I care about them already.
So my project, my Movement for a Common Intimacy (I think this name would scarea lot of people...), is Talk to Strangers. If all goes according to plan, I'll go onto common email websites and type in some usernames, writing down those that are taken. Then, I'll send an email, which will give them the option of replying to or ignoring me, and those that reply will [hopefully] become my virtual anonymous penpals.
I'll probably suggest that they use a pseudonym, as I myself do. Because it doesn't really matter if they tell me the truth; it's a persona they'll be building, and it's the persona that I'll get to know.
...Yet more proof that I am a very odd person.
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