Is it possible to feel a connection, a kind of "togetherness", to someone you haven't even met? A person who doesn't even know that you exist? It's silly, right? Like when little girls fall in love with popstars or Hollywood celebrities, just because they idolize them. A grown up shouldn't have those kind of feelings, right? I would actually say it's something wrong with that person. In other words there is something wrong with me.
Is it because I feel lonely, because I have been single for a long time? Is it some kind of defence act, to protect myself from falling in love with a real person? I'm not in love with this person, it's just that I can't stop thinking about how it would be to actually meet that person. Would we be as alike as I imagine? Would we understand each other in a way that no one else could? Probably not. Oh my God, I am pathetic.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Seven Years of Diaries
So, this is my first post. As you can read in the description above the name of my blog is already taken. Still I chose to use the name Seven Years. I'll tell you why.
Many years ago I became a member of a community called Lunarstorm. Everybody in Sweden, and probably a lot of Europeans, knows this website very well. However, as time passed by I grew out of Lunarstorm, and so did many others which is the reason I'm no longer an active member. But for several years the community was my second home. You could imagine it like "Facebook for teenagers", but with far more advanced intercommunication possibilities. I made a lot of new friends, people whom I wouldn't have met without Lunarstorm. I also kept contact with people I already knew in a way or another. But the most important thing about Lunarstorm was the diaries. Everybody had their own diary (later they renamed it to blog, to everybody's agony), in which they wrote whatever they had in mind. There were as many ways to use the diary as there were users. Some used it for publishing poetry, lyrics and other texts, while others wrote their whole lives' stories. If you would categorize me I guess I would be one of the "telling my life's story"-people.
It's been seven years since I first became a member. I haven't been writing in my Lunarstorm diary in quite a while now, but through the years I have written hundreds of notes in that diary. I have been planning for a long time to copy those notes to some place safe, to keep for future reminiscing. So at long last, tonight I started copying the very first notes I made in that diary. The first thing I realized, reading my own words, was that nothing really has happened in seven years. Sure, I've been through a lot. But my thoughts and questions are still the same. Haven't I learned anything at all in seven years? Am I still that little 20 year old girl with no clue whatsoever?
Maybe I am. I still have the need to write about what's going on in my life. But since I am too old for Lunarstorm, and since I feel that I can't use my other public blog to reveal my deepest inner thoughts - well, I just figured it's time for a new chapter of the Lunarstorm diary. Only this time it takes place at Blogger. And this time it will all be written in English. I don't know why really, I just feel that English is the language I should use this time around. It is not my native tongue, so you - dear Readers - will have to put up with some errors here and there.
What I will write about is yet to be discovered. Perhaps I will use this blog to figure out what happened these seven years, and why I haven't come further in learning what life is about. Maybe I will stumble across some answers, maybe not. As a celebration of the ending of an Lunarstorm era, I hereby present a new one - Seven Years at your (and my) service!
Many years ago I became a member of a community called Lunarstorm. Everybody in Sweden, and probably a lot of Europeans, knows this website very well. However, as time passed by I grew out of Lunarstorm, and so did many others which is the reason I'm no longer an active member. But for several years the community was my second home. You could imagine it like "Facebook for teenagers", but with far more advanced intercommunication possibilities. I made a lot of new friends, people whom I wouldn't have met without Lunarstorm. I also kept contact with people I already knew in a way or another. But the most important thing about Lunarstorm was the diaries. Everybody had their own diary (later they renamed it to blog, to everybody's agony), in which they wrote whatever they had in mind. There were as many ways to use the diary as there were users. Some used it for publishing poetry, lyrics and other texts, while others wrote their whole lives' stories. If you would categorize me I guess I would be one of the "telling my life's story"-people.
It's been seven years since I first became a member. I haven't been writing in my Lunarstorm diary in quite a while now, but through the years I have written hundreds of notes in that diary. I have been planning for a long time to copy those notes to some place safe, to keep for future reminiscing. So at long last, tonight I started copying the very first notes I made in that diary. The first thing I realized, reading my own words, was that nothing really has happened in seven years. Sure, I've been through a lot. But my thoughts and questions are still the same. Haven't I learned anything at all in seven years? Am I still that little 20 year old girl with no clue whatsoever?
Maybe I am. I still have the need to write about what's going on in my life. But since I am too old for Lunarstorm, and since I feel that I can't use my other public blog to reveal my deepest inner thoughts - well, I just figured it's time for a new chapter of the Lunarstorm diary. Only this time it takes place at Blogger. And this time it will all be written in English. I don't know why really, I just feel that English is the language I should use this time around. It is not my native tongue, so you - dear Readers - will have to put up with some errors here and there.
What I will write about is yet to be discovered. Perhaps I will use this blog to figure out what happened these seven years, and why I haven't come further in learning what life is about. Maybe I will stumble across some answers, maybe not. As a celebration of the ending of an Lunarstorm era, I hereby present a new one - Seven Years at your (and my) service!
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