Thank you, have a nice day.
I was at a party a couple of weeks ago and I don't know how it came up, but a friend asked me whether I still blogged. I was about to say, "No", and it really was on the tip of my tongue, but another friend cut in before me and I swallowed the word. I don't update any more, so technically, it would have been right to say no. Almost all my friends have left LJ, so there's really no need to update. I have very little connection to this place. Wonder why I don't just delete this journal. Or abandon it and never come back.
But somehow I can't. I can't let this place go.
Perhaps it's because I still check my friends' page every other day, no longer to read what my friends are up to, but out of habit. Perhaps it's because 2 or 3 friends still update regularly and I always get excited when I spy a friend's entry admist all the community updates. Perhaps it's because I still frequent certain communities.
Or, perhaps it's because I'm sentimental and I have trouble letting go of things.
Or, perhaps it's because an irrational part of my mind believes that someday, this place will be revived and when I welcome everyone back with open arms, I can gloat and say, "Well, guess what? I've been here all along."
Or. Perhaps. I stay because on days like today, I'm comforted by the fact that there's always a familiar place I can go back to.
For whatever reason, I can't let this place go.
And for everyone who has, everyone who won't be reading this, I miss you.
But somehow I can't. I can't let this place go.
Perhaps it's because I still check my friends' page every other day, no longer to read what my friends are up to, but out of habit. Perhaps it's because 2 or 3 friends still update regularly and I always get excited when I spy a friend's entry admist all the community updates. Perhaps it's because I still frequent certain communities.
Or, perhaps it's because I'm sentimental and I have trouble letting go of things.
Or, perhaps it's because an irrational part of my mind believes that someday, this place will be revived and when I welcome everyone back with open arms, I can gloat and say, "Well, guess what? I've been here all along."
Or. Perhaps. I stay because on days like today, I'm comforted by the fact that there's always a familiar place I can go back to.
For whatever reason, I can't let this place go.
And for everyone who has, everyone who won't be reading this, I miss you.