here is modern grief

We leave our phones on all night. We pour out emotions on a Facebook group. We find comfort in mp3s, videos, digital photos. We set our Facebook photos, our statuses, our desktop backgrounds, in memory. We talk out our grief via IM, text message, email.

We leave our phones on all night in case someone needs to talk.

things happen

I get busy.

Friends are useful, and help with the things the middle school girl won’t let you do.

Little miss middle school may never speak to my friend G again.  Ah well.

Anyhow, I’m starting over with the every day thing, so to speak, though I’m not counting.  Why the sudden rejuvenation?  I was doing a technology survey for the boy’s senior project, and one of the questions asked “do you have a website or blog?  Explain.”  My answer was ”I have a blog with a few posts and a lot of good intentions,” and I realized I wanted more than just good intentions.

Here we go!

I’m also shouting into nothingness, I need someone to read this.