thoughts in The End of a New Beginning

  • Feb. 7, 2014, 5:47 p.m.
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Having not been at OD in awhile I had no news that it was even shutting down till about an hour before midnight when I received a message via FB from an OD friend. I quickly downloaded my diary. I am not sure what to think. I haven't written in there in a long time, but it was always there. I could read and reread my entries from 2004 till now and see the changes (LEAPS AND BOUNDS!) my life had went through and how much better the here and now is. It was always there to go back to. To post and have feedback, instantly, from a group of strangers, whom some had become friends. So many friends gone, that I have no clue even how to find. Some who probably wouldn't even remember me anyway. But today I am left with a feeling that I can't explain. How dependent we are on things, and how when they are taken away, well....things are now different.

And it's ok...


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