I sit among everyone and realize I am someone. Another one among the ones I have chosen to be around. Other ones come and have come, our ranks forever change. But there is always someone.
Bloggers come and they go. We breath, bleed, and be our blogs. Blogging so that someone hears us. Forcing the world to care for 12.7 seconds.
I wonder where they go. When they turn off their lights for a final time. What are they seeing that we will never see. What is left of the story.