Decennium

I, at one point, would put up a little something each year on the anniversary of my joining of OpenDiary. This stopped a few years back as my laziness and ennui piled up and I sort of let it slide. But today marks the tenth year that I have been here, and that sort of thing has to be marked.
Although I know that there are others out there whose length of service, so to speak, is longer than mine, I am a little proud of my accomplishment. Although I suppose that it would be better if I had actually kept up with the thing, instead of allowing months to go between entries, instead of allowing fear and trepidation to keep me from putting here what I thought instead of what I felt I was allowed to think.
As poorly done and worthless as it is, though, my diary is ten years old. Which seems a little frightening, or perhaps enlightening, or something.