Dec 16, 2014 22:21
It's weird having this journal.
It's sort of my first and last attempt to have an internet persona. Everywhere else you might find me online, it's as an appendage of the meatspace me, and I treat it that way. As a stub where you might find out what I like, or see me say something that you could imagine me saying to someone at a dinner party.
But I intended this thing to be anonymous, and even though it isn't anymore, it still has a different feel to it.
I feel like I can get away with writing self-indulgent crap like this on here, but never on Facebook. I guess it's that Facebook is for sharing notable things with the people you care about, whereas livejournal still feels like the place where I can write about my day, and other people might just happen to read it.
And I think there's value in having a space where I need to make my writing pass some minimal bar of coherence and decency, but where the bar is very low in terms of significance or notability. Reading back through this thing, there were a lot of interesting snapshots of my life that I'd forgotten about.
My hope is that I'll be able to resume writing in here and that it'll be of interest to me when I look back in another seven years.