I will bookmark you

I want to know what you’re saying. I want to keep up. I want to be in touch with the things that you’re touching. I want to mind the things that you’re minding. I want to feel, what you’re feeling. I want to be there, in the ethosphere, watching you and knowing you. I want to feel like you’re a part of my life. I want to bookmark you.

I’ll bookmark you. I’ll put you in a place. I’ll bookmark you, organize you someday. Now I’ll remember, through the digital trail. Now I’ll remember to check on you.

If you had a newsletter, I’d sign up. If you were an influencer, I’d be your influencee. If you were a thought leader, I’d be your thought eater. If you were a celebrity, I’d paparazzo you. I just want to be somewhat near you.

I’ll bookmark you. You won’t even notice. I’ll bookmark you. Keep you in my toolbar. Keep you as a part of the things I aspire to. You’re bookmarked now. Can you feel it?

Do you feel the weight of my bookmark on your bookheart? Do you feel this tiny pin that I put in your digital presence? Do you know that I’m watching your every online move? Especially the ones that pertain to your website? Do you know? Are you analytics-ing me? Do you know my IP? Do you know my preferred user-agent? I’d like to be your user-agent.

Feel free to browse me whenver you like. You’re in my bookmarks now, so you know I will be browsing you.