I just got off the phone with Kev. Reminiscing. I can't quite put into words how I feel, but I thought of this diary. That's something that I haven't done for quite some time. I mean, sure I've added a few entries in the past 6 months, but I haven't updated regularly in years. I'm glad that this diary is always here (assuming I sign in every so often) and I don't want it to be dead, but I think it may be time to face reality.
I haven't been on this site for over 3 months and only 2 people on my buddy list have updated. I honestly don't think anyone reads this, and I can't blame them. On one hand, I can type on here and not worry about anyone's opinion. Something I was concerned with and even led me to create a third(?) (I have no recollection of the original diary I started, but there was a dead link in Jenn's profile that said it was my first) diary. That in it's self is a freeing thought, however there is always the chance that someone would get nostalgic, and read it. That is something I am not comfortable with. (I know, kinda hypocritical to write that you can't write how you feel in your diary)
I guess what I am saying is this diary is in a coma. Not dead, I still plan periodically checking in and leaving entries. The type of entries will change however, I'm not going to update on day to day situations, but more updates on my life and how I am doing. I hope. I've said I would update more before...