Coda
2023 was pretty awful, though it did have its brighter moments. However, weirdly, I haven't felt the urge to write about it, and so I think the time has come to conclude this thing. I'd been kind of thinking for awhile that I would end it at its twenty-year anniversary, which is next May - and also that's just a crazy thought, how can it possibly have been twenty years already? But I just haven't felt like posting much in quite a long time, and I think maybe the year rollover is as good a time as any to come up with a culminating post.
It's been a lovely time, writing this journal these last twenty years, and I'm very glad I have this record of a sizeable chunk of my life. I don't intend to delete this, and I've also backed it up in a couple places and probably ought to back it up even more, just to be safe. But as with all good things, eventually it comes time to move on. I feel like I should have more to say about such a monumental thing, but the problem is - the reason for doing this is - I just kind of don't have the words, at the moment. So I guess I will just end with a simple sign-off, after all:
Thanks for reading. See you around. :)
Sarah
It's been a lovely time, writing this journal these last twenty years, and I'm very glad I have this record of a sizeable chunk of my life. I don't intend to delete this, and I've also backed it up in a couple places and probably ought to back it up even more, just to be safe. But as with all good things, eventually it comes time to move on. I feel like I should have more to say about such a monumental thing, but the problem is - the reason for doing this is - I just kind of don't have the words, at the moment. So I guess I will just end with a simple sign-off, after all:
Thanks for reading. See you around. :)
Sarah