the end of something
I have been writing in this LiveJournal for ten years (if you discount 2015, which of course, I use the Delorean to access.) It's a strange thing, to have your life chronicled and cataloged in a place like this. I'd never been much of a diary-keeper when it came to tangible pen and paper, but this has stuck with me for a decade.
I spent the past few days finishing what I began last year; I tagged and locked every single entry. Some of the tags are used dozens of times, some only once. Some of the entries got deleted, either because I couldn't remember why I wrote them or because they invoked memories I would rather not have.
It feels like the end of something. Ten is a clean number. Many months ago, someone told me I was in a transitional phase of my life. I've been through more than one of these phases before, but there seems to be something different this time round.
I feel like this would be a good time to close this journal. So, that is what I will be doing. It will remain here, an archive of myself from age fifteen to age twenty-four. The people I met, the things I felt, the challenges I faced, it will all stay here where I can come back to it whenever I want to (or can't) remember. I'm going to start new someplace else with one of those proverbial clean slates. It feels good to make this decision. It feels right.
So, you will not see anything more from itsumademo. It's a hard name to let go of. Forever is a long time. Forever is now, it's tomorrow, and it will keep going on after I will stop.
I'll make a new name soon, and when I do, rest assured that I will gladly let those of you who still wish to follow me know of it.
Catch you on the flip side.