Season of Change
Dec. 5th, 2018 09:42 am Hard to believe it's been almost 5 years since I've been back here.
Well, I mean, after reviewing my 'interests' list... yeah. Not so hard.
Wtf, 2014!me? You were into that?
The thing is, coming back to DW is just one of a great big bag of personal upheaval this season. Usually, I don't notice change until I look back from a distance. A year, five years later, I see the progress of things clearly delineated. Right now, I'm noticing it as it's happening. And it's happening right the hell now, leaving me wondering what I'm going to look like inside by the end of December, even.
Coming back to DW also feels like returning to a personal touchstone. Like listening to an album that marked a hyperspecific time of my life. This was my life raft, post-LiveJournal, and it feels like that again. The controls are familiar-strange; a little tougher to navigate on mobile than I'm used to, and I don't mind.
Posting this, I'm breathing a sigh of relief. Because I can post this. Because this place, unlike the wilds of social media elsewhere, makes me feel safe to have a voice. My voice. A voice that isn't consciously cultivated for mass appeal.
Yeah, this is harder. This change is so visible and it's going to be habit changing in multiple facets of my life. But I guess, while it hurts to limp back in here, angry at the world and staring down the headlights of the upheavals coming at me, it's also not as bad as it could be.
So to the changes coming, I say: let's see how this goes.
If you're following me and you're new to Dreamwidth, welcome! If you're an old friend and this post is crossing your reading page after years of silence, hi again - how are things?
Well, I mean, after reviewing my 'interests' list... yeah. Not so hard.
Wtf, 2014!me? You were into that?
The thing is, coming back to DW is just one of a great big bag of personal upheaval this season. Usually, I don't notice change until I look back from a distance. A year, five years later, I see the progress of things clearly delineated. Right now, I'm noticing it as it's happening. And it's happening right the hell now, leaving me wondering what I'm going to look like inside by the end of December, even.
Coming back to DW also feels like returning to a personal touchstone. Like listening to an album that marked a hyperspecific time of my life. This was my life raft, post-LiveJournal, and it feels like that again. The controls are familiar-strange; a little tougher to navigate on mobile than I'm used to, and I don't mind.
Posting this, I'm breathing a sigh of relief. Because I can post this. Because this place, unlike the wilds of social media elsewhere, makes me feel safe to have a voice. My voice. A voice that isn't consciously cultivated for mass appeal.
Yeah, this is harder. This change is so visible and it's going to be habit changing in multiple facets of my life. But I guess, while it hurts to limp back in here, angry at the world and staring down the headlights of the upheavals coming at me, it's also not as bad as it could be.
So to the changes coming, I say: let's see how this goes.
If you're following me and you're new to Dreamwidth, welcome! If you're an old friend and this post is crossing your reading page after years of silence, hi again - how are things?
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