It has been 7 years since the last time I posted.
I intended to post my life after VA in my journeysbeguine journal, but I don't think I ever got along with that one... So here's the resurrection of MyAudience. I've been reading over old entries, and I must say, it's weird. I still like the format of public journalling rather than "blogging" or posting to facebook. Ironically, while the title of my journal is "MyAudience" I think livejournalling has always been more for me than for the public. It really is a journal, I'm just talking to an actual audience rather than the pages in the journal. Does anyone even use livejournal anymore? Will I even have an audience? I guess it doesn't matter. It's a journal of my ramblings. If people see it, they see it.
7 years. A lot has happened in 7 years. I've changed immeasurable, yet reading over old entries I can't help feeling that my problems are the same they have always been. I noticed I often posted about feeling like something was missing. Yep. It's still missing. Whatever "It" is. Does everyone feel that way? I still feel like I'm waiting for something, like the other shoe hasn't dropped. I've been through so much, and my life has changed so drastically... and yet it's all the same. Perspective man.
I just read a post about getting a new kitten who we tentatively named Orion. He is 10 years old now. That's so weird to me. One day I'm graduating high school, the next I'm figuring out how to get to my 10 year reunion. This journal began with angsty teen complaints about not being old enough for anything... and it will end with depressing musings about how fast time passes and how good the good old days were. I refuse to believe that the good old days are gone. They are yet to come. Here's to the coming years.