so it's like this...
Coming home yesterday, weary but replete. We walked across the dark tarmac, and it was so hot that the scent of surrounding cedars and pines filled the air like incense, even managing, for a moment, to obscure the smell of cars from the nearby highway. I shambled my way towards the door of our apartment and pondered what's missing.
Not a whole lot, I concluded. I have a sells-nothing business in SL, which is still fun to create things for; I have a blog I pour a great amount of energy into, pushing out daily entries most of the time. I have a Twitter feed that mainly exists to showcase the cool statements/photos/links of others, but I push out original content from time to time. I'm a lot less active in SL than I was two years ago, and though there are upsets from time to time, the love life more or less works.
My life more or less works. If I'm not screamingly insane with joy, I am content. (And at times there are screamingly insane with joy moments.) And to be fair, people burn out on screamingly insane with joy--it's a hard pace to hold. Content is easier, and it leads far often to happy, whereas insane with joy generally leads to depression or exhaustion, or both.
So what is missing? Me. Here. And I'm not sure what to do about it.
A large section of my life is marked LiveJournal. I have zero interest in killing the account; if for no other reason, than at some point, I have to go back through it and figure out if I actually said anything of medical value during the amnesiac Topamax months. But by and large, I have this feeling--likely you have this feeling--that I've moved on.
And, for one reason or another (though I'll admit, mainly, it's pictures, and I don't find I have sufficient self-confidence), I don't want to link the LJ with the current bits of my online life.
Some few of you know, already--and I doubt I'd have a problem if anyone wanted to ask. But...there's this definite gap of separation. All the fun little links and things I find during the day I don't drag over here and post--because I have Twitter. All the issues of the day that have to do with gaming, virtual worlds, certain fashions, movies, media, music, and technology--well, I have another blog for that.
Which leaves me with the rest of fashion, including the bad fashion that I so adore to be baffled by, and season by season, that's slipping away because I just don't have the time.
So...I know this now. I see it, I'm facing it. I'm just not sure what to do from here.
Suggestions?
Not a whole lot, I concluded. I have a sells-nothing business in SL, which is still fun to create things for; I have a blog I pour a great amount of energy into, pushing out daily entries most of the time. I have a Twitter feed that mainly exists to showcase the cool statements/photos/links of others, but I push out original content from time to time. I'm a lot less active in SL than I was two years ago, and though there are upsets from time to time, the love life more or less works.
My life more or less works. If I'm not screamingly insane with joy, I am content. (And at times there are screamingly insane with joy moments.) And to be fair, people burn out on screamingly insane with joy--it's a hard pace to hold. Content is easier, and it leads far often to happy, whereas insane with joy generally leads to depression or exhaustion, or both.
So what is missing? Me. Here. And I'm not sure what to do about it.
A large section of my life is marked LiveJournal. I have zero interest in killing the account; if for no other reason, than at some point, I have to go back through it and figure out if I actually said anything of medical value during the amnesiac Topamax months. But by and large, I have this feeling--likely you have this feeling--that I've moved on.
And, for one reason or another (though I'll admit, mainly, it's pictures, and I don't find I have sufficient self-confidence), I don't want to link the LJ with the current bits of my online life.
Some few of you know, already--and I doubt I'd have a problem if anyone wanted to ask. But...there's this definite gap of separation. All the fun little links and things I find during the day I don't drag over here and post--because I have Twitter. All the issues of the day that have to do with gaming, virtual worlds, certain fashions, movies, media, music, and technology--well, I have another blog for that.
Which leaves me with the rest of fashion, including the bad fashion that I so adore to be baffled by, and season by season, that's slipping away because I just don't have the time.
So...I know this now. I see it, I'm facing it. I'm just not sure what to do from here.
Suggestions?