Isn't it strange how well the internet allows you to hide while linked to the whole world?
I've often been asked the question, "why do you expose yourself like this?"
Expose myself? Are you kidding? The internet is my hiding place. My safe house. The real danger is outside - it's when you confront yourself with actual people that everything starts to break down. Even skype is treacherous - at least here no one talks back.
Hmmm.... Maybe I've spent too much time today reading Joanne Harris' blueeyedboy.
(Books are a good place to hide too.)