Hello Livejournal. It would appear that reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
It would also appear that I've returned to a ghost town. Looking through my friends' profiles, I see that 2012 was a very good year for last posts in Livejournal! There were even a few overachievers among them, though, who stopped posting in 2009 or 2010. To the--what? Three people who are still around? Hello!
So I'm back. And why am I back, oh absent friends? I missed this space. I have Facebook now, yes, but Facebook is about keeping in touch with people I know all over the world, not for lengthy discussion. Or for serious introspection, for that matter. A few posts have gone that route since we arrived in Romania, and I don't want my parents seeing that shit.
I've tried to keep an actual pen-and-paper journal, too. But it became kind of therapeutic over the holidays, and now it's this thing. Like a physical representation of some awful stuff I've been working through. I tried writing in it during our vacation in Rome last week. I got down most of a page, but now it's become this tool I used to get my head straight and did doesn't feel right, to just turn a page and write out "oh, and this is my life now, let me describe this awesome vacation".
Which isn't to say that I'm not going to keep it up. I might buy another journal. Or hell with it, maybe I'll rip out those pages and burn them in effigy. In the mean time, I'll do some writing here.
- Wait, whose funeral is this again?!