Burning out and fading away
We went to the Labyrinth ball the other night. It was eventful. Like, while we were dancing, my petticoats all fell down around my ankles in a great lump of crunchy taffeta. (I just laughed. What else could I do?)
A lot happened. It was a thing. It stirred up big thoughts in my head. I did stuff, and I thought stuff.
Time was when I would've posted a big entry all about it, with pictures. You know, like this. But gone are the days. It makes me sad, but there's simply no point. Livejournal is all but dead, and my journal is deader'n most.
I miss this thing we had here. I do. But you left me, as much as I left you.
A lot happened. It was a thing. It stirred up big thoughts in my head. I did stuff, and I thought stuff.
Time was when I would've posted a big entry all about it, with pictures. You know, like this. But gone are the days. It makes me sad, but there's simply no point. Livejournal is all but dead, and my journal is deader'n most.
I miss this thing we had here. I do. But you left me, as much as I left you.