i can't afford a diary, so this will have to do
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
Taking pride in my posts. Actually debating, illustrating points, and mostly just being involved. I feel as if all my "good" or "thought out" posts are in the staff room. Sometimes I do forget that there's a community out there. I feel as if the member base doesn't know me the way they used to, as I used to be more involved. It sounds strange, and I've never been one to care about what people think of me as such, but I would like to be seen as someone who partakes in the community and/or makes decent posts.
I lost my public voice, so I'm going to look for it once more.
Posted February 16th, 2013 at 10:00 AM by Razor Leaf
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