In an interstellar burst
I am back to save the universe
I'm amazed that I survived
An airbag saved my life
xxx
Wow. Hi. I remembered my login. Are any of you still here?
It's 4:11 am and its pouring rain and I am lying in bed wide awake when I should be asleep. Instead I am hit with waves of nostalgia, pouring through old emails, old love letters, old poems, old art, old Deviantart journals. A frantic searching, a scratching at the past. I feel like a time traveller.. I miss how the internet used to feel like everyone of my generation does.. the small communities of misfits. No mass appeal.
I wasn't going to write anything here, but I became inspired reading old journal posts and your comments. Learning things from my past self.. By my previous boldness, my bareness and willingness to expose every raw emotion; even if much of it was fuelled teenage naïveté and trauma that I couldn't properly comprehend at the time.
Because over the past few years, maybe five or more. I stopped