There are so many nights where I watch all my youtube subscriptions, thumb through all my blogs, and find myself at a standstill. I choose either to sleep or to look at my friends’ blogs. Mind you none of these friends are active on said blogs.
Every time I read them, posts dating back one, two years, I feel like I’m meeting them in the past. I know they are doing better and crazier things now, but it’s nice to know that who they were exists, on a page.
Maybe someone I once loved or still loves stays up late reading who I once was.