I am a little disappointed that I didn’t go to BlogHer. I wish the real reason is that I felt too cool for it, like Woody Allen not going to the Oscars. Or that the conference is really for women. Or that all the marketing and networking is not my cup of tea. When I sit down and think about it honestly, this is my theory:
I don’t feel emotional stable enough to deal with meeting a hundred people for the first time right now — all in one swoop. I’d rather not meet some of you in person, then quickly chat with you for five minutes at a cocktail party before I move on to someone else. It would just make me feel sad.
I met Caitlin and her husband, Billy, for pizza in Manhattan on Monday. We talked for several hours, then took the subway together on our ways back home. I really enjoyed that.
I dreamt about someone last night. I really enjoyed that.