Defined as "", I am sure we have all had our own experiences lounging the internet.
This is exactly how I felt time and time again, knowing people's intimate mentalities and inner thoughts without knowing anything else about them. Knowing what makes them them, but not knowing an ounce of information otherwise.
It struck me.
This is exactly what I felt within the hospital.
I feel it within every blog that I come across, being able to understand (what seems to be) every ounce of them, but nothing else. Only the inside, not the actual wrapping that holds these thoughts into one identifyable person. I know them, but I don't know THEM.
I don't really know what my point is going to be with saying this, I just thought it was interesting.