Curiouser and curiouser.....

What is it with curiosity and the need to know?

Where is the fine line that separates curiosity (harmless) from gossip (malicious)?

If someone wants to know something, why don’t they just ask?

Why do some people feel that I should bare my soul and private life across the wasteland of other peoples boring and barren lives?

Why don’t some people get the meaning of the word private and leave it at that?

I really don’t feel the need to explain every action and thought I have to those I really do not know very well.

My friends will tell you I’m an open book. There’s not too much I don’t discuss but my friends will also say that what I discuss is mine and if others want information they need to talk to me.

How hard is that?