[Heartbeat] Hi, there!
I almost feel as though it has been so long that I need to reintroduce myself. And yet, because I can blather on with the best of them, I'll spare you the reintroduction, for I could easily spend the next hour crafting a post, using the most precise language, to try to tell you who and what I am. Instead, I'm going to say that, if you're reading this, there's a good chance that you know who I am. Failing that, there's a six or seven year old profile description, and there's a rather large collection of posts at your disposal.
But, I will start by saying: I'm sorry for being gone for so long...
Surely, the allure of the immediacy of Twitter was one of the key things that took me away from you. After all, many of my previous posts here were passing fancies, whims of the moment, small diversions that, as it turns out, were much more easily expressed in the 140 character limit imposed by the Twitterverse. How ingenious a drug they created, where we can express the most frivolous of emotions and experiences, without as much wordsmithing! On top of that: Let's face it, after the LJ sale, a lot of people jumped ship to Twitter and now live most of their lives there.
Also, work shares a large part of the blame for taking me away from here. As I look back on my last 'real' posts, I see a me from--well--what almost seems like a completely different life. I won't say that I was in a better place in my life then. I was still stressed, still frustrated, going through yet another burnout. And yet, somehow, I was able to spend even just a little bit of my day being able to post the kinds of things I did, being able to converse with you. Since then, I've been through the wringer on the work front, and have spent each of my days being very isolated, unable to communicate with the people I care about, unable to share my feelings.
And, then, finally: Quite frankly, my life has become a skosh busier. As I've gotten older and I'm experiencing reminders of my mortality ("memento mori"), I'm earnestly trying to jam more living into as much spare time as possible. I'm chiefly trying to spend a lot of time with the man I love, doing the things that he'd want to do with me, and trying very hard to not regret that I didn't do these things when I was 25. As I think about weekends, those times which used to afford me the ability to relax, are now filled with activity (almost frustratingly so at times).
But, all this doesn't mean that I haven't had things I've wanted to say. In fact, I've had a lot to say, sometimes to the detriment of my appearances on Twitter. And, I'm hoping that, with this service back in my mind, that I'll be able to avail myself of it in the near future, to express those things that 140 characters cannot adequately contain.
But, I will start by saying: I'm sorry for being gone for so long...
Surely, the allure of the immediacy of Twitter was one of the key things that took me away from you. After all, many of my previous posts here were passing fancies, whims of the moment, small diversions that, as it turns out, were much more easily expressed in the 140 character limit imposed by the Twitterverse. How ingenious a drug they created, where we can express the most frivolous of emotions and experiences, without as much wordsmithing! On top of that: Let's face it, after the LJ sale, a lot of people jumped ship to Twitter and now live most of their lives there.
Also, work shares a large part of the blame for taking me away from here. As I look back on my last 'real' posts, I see a me from--well--what almost seems like a completely different life. I won't say that I was in a better place in my life then. I was still stressed, still frustrated, going through yet another burnout. And yet, somehow, I was able to spend even just a little bit of my day being able to post the kinds of things I did, being able to converse with you. Since then, I've been through the wringer on the work front, and have spent each of my days being very isolated, unable to communicate with the people I care about, unable to share my feelings.
And, then, finally: Quite frankly, my life has become a skosh busier. As I've gotten older and I'm experiencing reminders of my mortality ("memento mori"), I'm earnestly trying to jam more living into as much spare time as possible. I'm chiefly trying to spend a lot of time with the man I love, doing the things that he'd want to do with me, and trying very hard to not regret that I didn't do these things when I was 25. As I think about weekends, those times which used to afford me the ability to relax, are now filled with activity (almost frustratingly so at times).
But, all this doesn't mean that I haven't had things I've wanted to say. In fact, I've had a lot to say, sometimes to the detriment of my appearances on Twitter. And, I'm hoping that, with this service back in my mind, that I'll be able to avail myself of it in the near future, to express those things that 140 characters cannot adequately contain.