I’ve been researching platforms for my new blog. For some reason, starting a blog seems necessary, but completely nerve wracking. It seems much more public than livejournal, although it really doesn’t have to be. I also feel like I can be overly emotional here, which I enjoy tremendously.
In the meantime, I am lazing about reading and enjoying doing nothing. Gloating in post-graduation bliss. Daydreaming about a new life in a new state. Analyzing photos of the new place I have rented sight unseen.
I spent the last week with my sometimes lover, always love. In his wake, and this happens every time, I remember and strongly regret any of the moments when I was ever withholding. I also remember and strongly appreciate all the beautiful things about him. I sleep on his side.
Maybe I will just stick to LJ.