Behold the Walking, Talking Kerfluffle

All the old, seemingly abandoned lives ... what a poetically sad thought. A lot of these people just went on to have different lives. I did too. Sure, I returned to LiveJournal off and on ... posted here and there, then promptly forgot about it.

Now I am spread out, everywhere. Spread thin. Unsure of what to make of my country and my world. There are things I am adamant about. I am adamant about equality, about fair treatment, about kindness. I have not always been that way - a lot of the time I was flippant and careless, and blind. I am blind a lot less now, but I'm human. I know now, though, that I can and should always expect better of myself and others.

But those virtual graves ... don't you wish those people would just rise up again? Do you miss them?