You caught me. My defenses are down. I admit:
I would like to be a famous blogger.
One is not supposed to admit to a desire for fame. It is unseemly, a trait only for the child too young to know, or for the craven person who wants to be famous for fame's sake.
Nearly every famous person wants to be famous, but they can't admit it, barely even to themselves. It's a terrible dance.
I asked my friend Bob Dylan "Do you want to be famous?"
"No." He replied calmly.
"Liar!" I yelled.
"Whoa. What's got into you?"
"I want to be a famous blogger!" I exclaimed.
"Like...?" He asked.
Oh shit. There aren't any.
So it's not my fault that I'm not!
"So it's not my fault that I'm not?" I asked Bob.
"I'm not sure you're taking the right message here."
"How about: The field is wide open?" I suggested.
"Keep working on it." He suggested gently.
I fell silent and thoughtful for a long time, which Bob really seemed to appreciate.
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