let them talk.

it was sometime around midnight when it all came together, and, quite honestly, freaked him out. it was all quite strange, and unexplainable...but yet, there it was, and no one could deny it.
over the past few weeks, he started realizing that somehow various people, all from different walks of life, ones who's paths usually never crossed, suddenly, somehow, knew his name, and who exactly he was...they had heard such and such about him from this guy or another, sometimes what they heard was bullshit, but more than not, the things they heard were facts that he couldn't really get away from. they knew what he did, what his latest project was, who he was dating, what he had for dinner for Christ's sake! it was the sort of thing that drove him insane, because he really did try and keep a very private life. yes, he was somewhat of a public figure, but not one he thought anyone cared about that much...maybe it was because he had risen so fast and fallen so hard, and the things that he was hearing were in a way, kind of stabs in the back from outer space, like, it was telling him that the universe was watching, and jotting down every last detail so that they could throw it in his face just to show him that maybe he was still a fuck up...
maybe they knew the truth better than he did himself...
maybe it was time to re-think his life,
maybe he could try harder,
maybe that would make them all shut up...
maybe then he'd show them that he was better than al the crap he was trying to get away from in his past...
maybe...
but then again,
maybe they were right.        

then he thought, fuck them, they would find something to say about him anyway,  so...

let them talk.