I started out on the fediverse arooooound...I wanna say 2017/18 mebbe? My big start in social media was MySpace. Before that, I had a LiveJournal (which I miss mightily with all my heart). My very first computer was a Gateway PC, back when they shipped them to you in those awesome cow spot pattern boxes. I am trying to de-google my life.
I'm #ADHD and suffer from #dysthymia. I'm currently unmedicated. I can be damned moody at times, so there's your warning.
Religiously/spiritually speaking, I'm complicated. That will be a long post, when I get around to writing it. My general rule is: I have my thing. It's not everybody's thing, and that's cool. Not everybody's thing is my thing, and that's cool. Just don't be a wanker towards those whose thing ain't your thing. OM 🕉
I'm 57 years old and have come to the conclusion that we never truly appreciate the decades we grew up in until we hit middle age.
I'm single and childless, hence my user tag: TheLastOfHisName.
"YOU KNOW," said the skeleton standing in front of the protagonist. "IT'S RARE TO HAVE AN ACTUAL CHOICE."
"After my life, I believe I understand that better than most. There's never just one person standing in front of you, demanding you make the 'right' one. It's a thousand people clamoring for your attention in every part of your brain." The protagonist shook her head. "And not a one of them ask what you think, or how you feel."
"AND HOW DO YOU FEEL?"
"Well, among other things... I kind of feel like I'd prefer a chance to have a life without a thousand people telling me what I NEED to do. So no, I'm not done yet. Not by a long shot."
"AND WHAT WILL YOU DO NEXT?"
The protagonist shook her head again, and smiled, and tossed her hair. "You know? I have no idea."
And as she stepped away from the Abyss and the Place Between Lives, she quipped,
I am a writer of short fiction, spooky tales, weird fiction, and the like. I will be using this account to share my microfic works and boost similar ones. My tastes are pretty all over the place, but I look forward to finding new favorites here amongst the fediverse. I was just going to make a wordpress a federate it but I found myself missing some of the functionality of Mastodon.
Imagines, tu tombes dans une marmite où ton but est de connaitre ton essence mais tu nages au milieu de milliers d'autres et ça devient chaud.
Je me souviens d'avant ma naissance; et après, plus de rien.
Bon je m'laisse flotter.