You Can Always Start Again...

So strange how important this used to be to me. Almost as though I couldn’t breathe without it. Feels just as odd to be here now. Creeping through such unfamiliar places. Looking for something that feels like home. I haven’t given up. I just do this elsewhere…in places that are more real. Where you can come as close as you wish. Be as real as you like. I do miss the archives. And the every-so conversations. The colors. I wonder who is still playing here?

I was once able to come as close as I wished with a few who would come close in return. I can't say it any better than @sarahbellafina but I wonder if the topic is life once lived or Tumblr once lived?

Mmmmmmmmm.