No One Is Here Anymore
I am considering closing my livejournal account. So many others have without saying a thing.
I have had this online journal for six years, now. Six years.
There is a lot of writing here. What should I do with it? I feel like this journal has significance that should not be ignored. I did not often write, here, of events current in my life, but regardless it exists as a chronicle of how I perceived the world through some developmental years.
I've changed. Saying that is its own proof. Years ago, as I can see through my livejournal posts, I never would have said that. But it wasn't too long ago.
Anyway, livejournal, as it was once the new thing, is now the new thing to abandon. There are other, better but equivalent places to roam. And those people with whom I engaged in livejournaland have mostly vanished, intentionally or otherwise.
I'll keep considering it. Either way, I have to decide what to do with all this text, all these images.
I have had this online journal for six years, now. Six years.
There is a lot of writing here. What should I do with it? I feel like this journal has significance that should not be ignored. I did not often write, here, of events current in my life, but regardless it exists as a chronicle of how I perceived the world through some developmental years.
I've changed. Saying that is its own proof. Years ago, as I can see through my livejournal posts, I never would have said that. But it wasn't too long ago.
Anyway, livejournal, as it was once the new thing, is now the new thing to abandon. There are other, better but equivalent places to roam. And those people with whom I engaged in livejournaland have mostly vanished, intentionally or otherwise.
I'll keep considering it. Either way, I have to decide what to do with all this text, all these images.