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When my friend Ana first gave me a link to this new thing she had, a Livejournal, I immediately knew I wanted one for myself. I don't know exactly why, but it seemed at the time like a great outlet for some weird things I liked to write. It was still the days of the codes, and she didn't have any, so I still spent a couple of months looking for one, googling for "LJ codes" every day. I even entered a haiku competition to get one (I lost). But eventually some american girl gave me one, and here I was. This has been roughly five years ago.
In the five years since, my life completely changed, and I like to think that a good part of that was due to Livejournal. These five years have been by far and away the happiest years I will ever live. I have won friends here (and not here), including some very special ones, I have been to places and done things that I never thought I would. Although I have more or less drifted away from it and the "group" I used to have, lately, Livejournal was still a good thing to have, like an old friend, it felt safe. Even in these little-posting, no-commenting days, it felt like home.
However, the one lesson that I will take from life is that nothing is forever. A new time begins now, and it is a time that I must live alone. Therefore, if you are reading this, there will be no more contact between us. But I would like you to know that I will never be able to thank you enough. You have helped make my life worthwhile, and for that you will always be in my heart.
When the doctors told Warren Zevon, the musician, that he had terminal, inoperable cancer, his first thought was that he still had time to make another record. He refused any incapacitating (and useless) treatment and focused the last months of his life on it. He still lived to see the release of "The Wind". I can't begin to imagine how that must feel like, and I wish I was half as brave as Warren was in his life. And I'm in full health.
I like to think that, if someone remembers me, they will think of songs. I wouldn't mind that to be the association. So before I go, go look for the last song on that record, "Keep Me In Your Heart". If something reminds you of me in the future, let it be that song.
You reading this - you have helped making me happy, something I never thought I could be. For that, I will always love you.
Thank you, my friends, and goodbye.
In the five years since, my life completely changed, and I like to think that a good part of that was due to Livejournal. These five years have been by far and away the happiest years I will ever live. I have won friends here (and not here), including some very special ones, I have been to places and done things that I never thought I would. Although I have more or less drifted away from it and the "group" I used to have, lately, Livejournal was still a good thing to have, like an old friend, it felt safe. Even in these little-posting, no-commenting days, it felt like home.
However, the one lesson that I will take from life is that nothing is forever. A new time begins now, and it is a time that I must live alone. Therefore, if you are reading this, there will be no more contact between us. But I would like you to know that I will never be able to thank you enough. You have helped make my life worthwhile, and for that you will always be in my heart.
When the doctors told Warren Zevon, the musician, that he had terminal, inoperable cancer, his first thought was that he still had time to make another record. He refused any incapacitating (and useless) treatment and focused the last months of his life on it. He still lived to see the release of "The Wind". I can't begin to imagine how that must feel like, and I wish I was half as brave as Warren was in his life. And I'm in full health.
I like to think that, if someone remembers me, they will think of songs. I wouldn't mind that to be the association. So before I go, go look for the last song on that record, "Keep Me In Your Heart". If something reminds you of me in the future, let it be that song.
You reading this - you have helped making me happy, something I never thought I could be. For that, I will always love you.
Thank you, my friends, and goodbye.