A weird thought for the day...

Is it just me or do all people suddenly stop sometimes and think, "Good grief, I don't think anyone really knows me at all." Maybe it's a "getting a year older" thing that everyone has now and then. Or maybe I better get rid of these hundreds of journals that I have lying around cluttering up the attic, the closet, the cabin, or some people might feel..confused (?) when I kick the old big one.....a clinical psychologist supervisor once told me that I was the most hidden person he had ever met after reading some of my writing. (He'd supervised me for four bloody years!) Am I really only real on paper?? What a weird thought.....