This place has changed a bit. It's been a while since I logged in. It'll take time to remember what's what around here.
Also, I smell dinner and it's culinarily arousing.
It never used to be this quiet. And when I was here last people used to say then it never used to be this quiet. One day I'll come here and it'll just be me, playing A-Z of bands and that game where you comment on the avatar of the person before you.
When did we get so honeysuckle at dealing with life and emotion? Is it the pressure and expectation of life from without or the introspection from within. Or both and more. Either way, we struggle to cope with modern life. We also created this modern life. Ironic.