Friends Only

Reading somethnig earlier tonight discussing how journaling in the traditional sense is becoming a lost art, I realized that I've missed the simply release of putting my daily thoughts done, whether it be through paper or digital means. As my social circle has grown, this space has become a space for general updates on life, intersting links, memes, more memes, and announcements of varous sorts. In short, it's become a soapbox, somewhere that I can communicate with people. Which isn't a terrible thing, it's just that, as time goes on, as frustration with life ebbs and flows, I miss communicating with myself. Most journals take on a correspondance style tone . . .when we write in them, we do so in a fashion that suggests there is an audiance, somewhere, somehow, that is reading them; or we speak to the journal itself, confiding in it. The difference with a livejournal is that we *do* have an audience. We aren't confiding in ink and paper, we're confiding in our freinds (and sometimes, bare aquaintances). We automatically edit things out, to protect ourselves and those who might be reading.

I don't want to do that anymore. I established this as a journal, as a place for reflection, contemplation, self-encouragement and sometimes, vicious reality checks. That doesn't mean I'm going to stop doing all the other things. What it *does* mean is that I'm going to be making this journal friends only. You all know me, or you're distant enough that I don't care how much of my personal stuff you read.

So, yeah. i hope to update this fairly often with something substantial. If you don't like what I'm saying, mail me, and I'll take you off my list. No problem.

Ciao, all.