He checked his blog stats.
No followers, he thought. Hmmm.
Only a few family members and close friends knew about the blog so far. He supposed they knew where he was, where he was going, and chose not to follow him on his journey. Maybe he could change this with a quick pointer press on the "Share" button. Facebook. Twitter. It really didn't matter that no one cared to read his writings. He didn't require the attention, per say, but a gentle stroke of his blond ego every now and then was good for his mediocre mind. Probably, they wouldn't even like his words. Oh, they'd say they liked them. They'd lie and say, "Great job," never to come back for another sentence sampler.
FINE, he thought.
He pressed "Enter" and released more virgin prose. He'd keep posting the posts, unreadable and uninteresting. Everyday, he'd type of the terrible times he's having in Florida. He'd show them all. If they ever stopped by.
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