Shut Off the Television and Let the Sound Invade
I'm at work and I'm reading this thing that nobody has touched in years.
And it's sorta beautiful. In that digital way.
These were days when everyone was homeless, lost, scared, and so insecure. I think they've changed? I know I sure have. But back then, during this time, it was just this.
This was our quiet outlet and our thick connection at the same time.
And now. Well. I have a lot of thoughts and feelings and ways to describe it all now. It's just weird how different it is.
Every page feels like an empty room now. That's how the past feels. Abandoned and neglected. This was the internet back then, and we occupied it often and for as long as we wanted. Loitering. Plotting. Getting scared and nervous in these little boxes of communication because we still hadn't mastered it in person.
Photos were rare and exciting. But that forced our expression to come alive. I think, anyway.
Am I getting nostalgic? Maybe. Am I really overwhelmed? Maybe not.
But still, look at it now and try to fit it into where you know you will be going. Such a concept.
Such a trip.
Such a bleeding screen of light, you big dark nothing.
And it's sorta beautiful. In that digital way.
These were days when everyone was homeless, lost, scared, and so insecure. I think they've changed? I know I sure have. But back then, during this time, it was just this.
This was our quiet outlet and our thick connection at the same time.
And now. Well. I have a lot of thoughts and feelings and ways to describe it all now. It's just weird how different it is.
Every page feels like an empty room now. That's how the past feels. Abandoned and neglected. This was the internet back then, and we occupied it often and for as long as we wanted. Loitering. Plotting. Getting scared and nervous in these little boxes of communication because we still hadn't mastered it in person.
Photos were rare and exciting. But that forced our expression to come alive. I think, anyway.
Am I getting nostalgic? Maybe. Am I really overwhelmed? Maybe not.
But still, look at it now and try to fit it into where you know you will be going. Such a concept.
Such a trip.
Such a bleeding screen of light, you big dark nothing.