It’s been a few weeks, hasn’t it. A month, maybe? I’ve missed this, but I felt it necessary to take some time away. Nevertheless, it’s good to see the sun and feel this place.
The one thing I don’t want to do is let this blog die. I posted twice every week for an entire year without fail, sometimes more frequently if the thought struck me, and it took a lot for me to stay so consistent. I’m not a consistent person. You’ve probably gathered that much by now.
I’m feeling odd at the moment. Somewhere between a menagerie of nostalgic, melancholy and lost. I went through 188 weeks worth of direct messages on Instagram to find some specific people. That’s just over three and a half years. 3.61538462 if you’re interested in the actual number. Some people haven’t been active since 2015, meaning they’ve either moved accounts or they’re just... gone. What do I do if they’re just gone?
I found a message from a lady called Marianne. She was asking about her son because I knew him well and she was worried. I searched for his and I’s DM’s but I cant find them. I can’t find his account either. I can’t help but think the worst, even if it isn’t true. It’s hard to imagine people after so long. I used to be close with a lot of people, but that seems like an age ago now. The harsh reality is that relationships staunch and die, and sometimes there’s no way to breach that impasse.
You should always try though. It can be worth sending that awkward message. You could get them back.
Signed,
Elijah.
Meta Sentience.
21/08/2018
Tuesday 21 August 2018
Thursday 9 August 2018
Hello Again
Blog post...blog post... words... English...
Oh! I didn't see you there. It's been a few weeks, how are you? Not doing so hot? I'm sorry. I wish we could talk it out and find the root of the issue, but alas, I am predetermined text written by a moron and am unfortunately unable to respond. But feel free to speak and I promise I will listen. Though if you choose not to, it is of no detriment to me.
I've been very much in the writing mood lately but had no inspiration so I preferred to remain quiet. Until now, of course! Because an empty house in which I can blare my music as loud as humanly possible really puts me in the mood. Twine has been calling my name again, so I think I'm going to work on something simple for that platform. I've been saying that a lot but I do really want to. Something about the simple, coloured text on a black screen really gets my jimmies rustled. So mysterious. It makes people question if you're actually okay.
The answer would be questionable.
Signed,
Elijah.
Meta Sentience.
09/08/2018
Oh! I didn't see you there. It's been a few weeks, how are you? Not doing so hot? I'm sorry. I wish we could talk it out and find the root of the issue, but alas, I am predetermined text written by a moron and am unfortunately unable to respond. But feel free to speak and I promise I will listen. Though if you choose not to, it is of no detriment to me.
I've been very much in the writing mood lately but had no inspiration so I preferred to remain quiet. Until now, of course! Because an empty house in which I can blare my music as loud as humanly possible really puts me in the mood. Twine has been calling my name again, so I think I'm going to work on something simple for that platform. I've been saying that a lot but I do really want to. Something about the simple, coloured text on a black screen really gets my jimmies rustled. So mysterious. It makes people question if you're actually okay.
The answer would be questionable.
Signed,
Elijah.
Meta Sentience.
09/08/2018
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