you and you and you and writer

While I was not here, I was writing in another place. I’m still writing there, but it’s becoming a bit hard to keep the balance (mentally).
Some of readers here disappeared, especially my “real” (or “ri-a-ru” or “off-line”) friends. aaah, no, they didn't disappere. I did. I did't tell them my new place. They might not know how my life is now. (Correctly, what I am thinking of my NICHIJO.) What’s the matter? Nothing. We somehow still have a kinda communication out of here. At least, I don’t forget them. What about them? Donno. (Is it really “real”? ah--- yesyesyes.)
And others found me in another place. Great. Keep reading, amazing. Reading what? I want to ask. What are you reading here? and there?

Anyway I do thank you. Without your eyes, this could be a real trash in this bottomless hole of www.
(But helplessly, I know this is already a definite trash.)

Switched off the private mode.
No need to hide.