One Year On.

Wow. Almost a whole year since I last came to this place. No changes, unlike facebook, thank fuck.

Nothing much to say. Things have changed, and they always do. Nothing’s set in stone. Was it fate that brought me back? I’m not sure yet, but the fact that I "wrote" before writing this (I don’t call my entries anything other than "writing"; take that as snobbery if you want to…) maybe speaks volumes. Out of nowehere came the flood of memories, of past entries, of the sheer bleakness of it all. Not to say that I ever forgot it, but the zen that comes with the pure black and white layout is familiar. Like home. The relieved release; the coming of the tide. When will the waves break?