Seven thousand followers and yet how many friends?
If I were homeless, would you lodge me in your home?
I were starving, would you share with me your food?
If I were dying, would you donate me your bone marrow?
If I were to publish a book, would you read it?
How many of you grownup men would shake my hand and tap me on the shoulder?
How many of you seniors would remember me an hour after reading this?
How many of you would forget?
Alas, some of you know me better than my mother, though we have never met,
And yet I fear I am not your friend.
Can you ever give me more than likes and comments?
Your Gravatar is cute but yet…
Would you mind if I closed this blog?
To continue blogging or to quit,
That is the question.
Please answer it.
PS: Psychologically speaking, encouragements coming from well-dressed women count twice as much as those from spectacled or bearded gentlemen. No hard feelings.
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