are you there interweb? Its me, Anna
I find it pretty comforting knowing that since LJ is pretty much dead these days, that I am kind of writing to outterweb interspace. I imagine these words one by one rolling off the conveyor belt aimed at the black sky with specs of stars in the distance, instantly they are hit with weightlessness and lift off into outer-space. Someone may be out there to see them, but maybe not. Either way they needed to be said and I am happy they exists somewhere.