An old friend
I miss Livejournal. I can't believe it's been almost 5 months since I last posted.
Once I stopped checking in, I just slowly fell out of practice. I've been using Facebook a lot, but have become troubled by the fact that, even though the history of my posts are there, there is no chronicle of events that I can go back and draw from. There is history, but no archive. Anything more than a day old seems ancient on Facebook.
I reviewed LJ today for the first time in many months and was saddened to see so few posts from beloved friends and communities. I was able to go back more than a day in just one page of 20, whereas at one time it would take several pages just to catch up on a day. However, even if LJ is no longer what it was to me in years past, I feel as though I shouldn't allow that to discourage me from chronicling my life here. I started my LJ in May of 2002, and it contains a narrative of some of the most beautiful, wonderful, heartbreaking, and awful events in my life over the past 8 years. There is a priceless benefit in documenting, storing, and remembering. This is something FB cannot do.
So, I will get back in the habit. It may take some time, gradually, but I want to. I need to really. As I used it less and less, the past two years of my life are all but missing from this tapestry of prose, and how ironic in that these last two years may ultimately turn out to be a couple of the most life-changing yet.
Livejournal, I miss you. I want you back. You'll be seeing more of me, I promise.
Once I stopped checking in, I just slowly fell out of practice. I've been using Facebook a lot, but have become troubled by the fact that, even though the history of my posts are there, there is no chronicle of events that I can go back and draw from. There is history, but no archive. Anything more than a day old seems ancient on Facebook.
I reviewed LJ today for the first time in many months and was saddened to see so few posts from beloved friends and communities. I was able to go back more than a day in just one page of 20, whereas at one time it would take several pages just to catch up on a day. However, even if LJ is no longer what it was to me in years past, I feel as though I shouldn't allow that to discourage me from chronicling my life here. I started my LJ in May of 2002, and it contains a narrative of some of the most beautiful, wonderful, heartbreaking, and awful events in my life over the past 8 years. There is a priceless benefit in documenting, storing, and remembering. This is something FB cannot do.
So, I will get back in the habit. It may take some time, gradually, but I want to. I need to really. As I used it less and less, the past two years of my life are all but missing from this tapestry of prose, and how ironic in that these last two years may ultimately turn out to be a couple of the most life-changing yet.
Livejournal, I miss you. I want you back. You'll be seeing more of me, I promise.