10:40 p.m. | 2005-10-04 A Nice Place To Be. I read something tonight that resonated within me. Another diarist, ladybugge indicated that she was feeling lonely and that Diaryland is a nice place to go when you feel that way. Touch� Diaryland, or any blog territory, is absolutely a great place to go when you�re feeling lonely, happy, sad, exuberant, angry, excited or just plain normal. It�s an emotional place. It�s a funny place. It�s a compassionate place. It�s a harsh, judgmental space. In other words, as virtual as it may be, it�s a reflection of the real world. It�s no different than a coffee shop. People vent, celebrate, grieve and go on here as much as any other place. When I sit down to write here, I often feel like I�ve just sat down in an old worn-out, comfortable and rather forgiving chair. My hands wrapped around a warm cup of hot cocoa. Legs tucked under me. Leaning forward, ready to capture each word shared breathlessly in anticipation of being heard. I have a voice here. One that often fails to be heard in my everyday life. People listen here. Or not. I can speak and I put my words out there in the universe. My words. Not ones I�ve been told to speak. Not other people�s words. My words. It�s a chance I take. It�s a stance I take. Often, this is the most real place I go to. I share some of my deepest thoughts, my most horrible and/or funny moments and I get real here. And, I�m so very glad that this place exists. There�s something different about writing in a paper journal and writing here. That difference is you. Whether you listen or not, respond or not, or comment or not, I feel that I�ve been heard in some way. You inspire me because you listen. Everybody wants to be heard. It�s as simple as that. your thoughts? seed flower