fin. almost.

it's a wrap.

imma cash this one out. and i'll tell you why.

i wrote a couple of posts about my little hearts. my nieces. i got a new computer and hooked up my mommas camera to it and like time with a W-2, i had pictures of them at my disposal.

i thought for a long time about putting them up there. pictures of my lauryn and leia. and i couldn't. i didn't even upload the pictures. i couldn't let the world have them. not this damn internet. they are special to me, not to you.

in the world of facebook, twitter, myspace and the like, we are consumed with our own egotistical pursuits. we want the world to know we are special, unique.

we want love.

we give our lives freely to these entitities, in essence lampooning ourselves in hopes of being noticed. top 25 lists, favorite music, favorite shows, pictures of your dog, your grandmomma, favorite color, what you did yesterday, last night, 3 minutes ago. people want the whole world to know them in hopes of having some value outside of the instrinsic value god gave them.

you have worth. you are important. just not to the world. probably to those people who you value and are important to you. to clamor for it so haphazardly is a mockery to the true meaningful attention you do receive from those who were meant to give a fuck about you.

and i lied. i'm not done yet. i got one more left.