Visiting an Old Friend
It's a shame that livejournal has become so forgotten. Emphasis on self photographs seems to satisfy the need for self indulgence better than an online diary... Facebook. Myspace. Not that I am opposed to either.However, it's nice to come back to this sometimes; reading it from the beginning, identifying these stages in my life that seem like forever ago. It really is entertaining to compare my predictions of the future to what actually became of me, or to laugh at what were seemingly earth shattering dilemmas in their heat, now made into funny memories by the passing of time. Its hard to become ungled, when it seems that trouble is entirely temporary.