If approached with a willingness to laugh at and forgive yourself, it can be cathartic, humbling, and informative. I guess your mileage may vary.
I feel kind of nostalgic for innocence that felt wise, and the comraderie I found when the Internet was younger and slow, and everyone I loved was becoming themselves, finding that the world was simultaneously larger and smaller, and making time to keep in touch. (And didn't we believe we always would?)
I remember when my life was incomplete if I didn't spill my every thought and foolish whim into a phone call with teachny, and listen to her decorating the details of her tales with sarcasm and playful barbs. Now, we speak maybe three times a year, and see each other once every year or two. She introduced me to @batmoon when they were college roommates. I clicked on his name to see if he was still updating. He moved to the West Coast? He fell in love? And then what? Would we recognize each other at a party? Do our politics still align? Of what do his days consist? Is he a journalist? A musician? Would
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I feel kind of nostalgic for innocence that felt wise, and the comraderie I found when the Internet was younger and slow, and everyone I loved was becoming themselves, finding that the world was simultaneously larger and smaller, and making time to keep in touch. (And didn't we believe we always would?)
I remember when my life was incomplete if I didn't spill my every thought and foolish whim into a phone call with teachny, and listen to her decorating the details of her tales with sarcasm and playful barbs. Now, we speak maybe three times a year, and see each other once every year or two. She introduced me to @batmoon when they were college roommates. I clicked on his name to see if he was still updating. He moved to the West Coast? He fell in love? And then what? Would we recognize each other at a party? Do our politics still align? Of what do his days consist? Is he a journalist? A musician? Would ( ... )
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