I feel nostalgic. I've been reading stories I've written years ago. Some just silly, but some quite inventive, even developable. But it is funny to find how much you love the characters, even in the silly stories. They have been my friends through the years when I've felt the most alone.
Oddly, I find myself at one of those most alone -moments as we speak. Valentine's is approaching. I have never really cared for that day. This year, it seems, even less. But I hope and wish and wish and hope that later this year I would finally find the place I fit in, that I would find the friends I've always been longing for.
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I must clarify: I have the most amazing friends here in the blogosphere, at least that is how I feel. Even your existence makes my days better, the knowledge of so many similar minds out there.