I am silent on LJ these days for the simple reason that I feel unremarkable. I will not further that feeling by posting mundane aspects of my life. This is not a journal of my day-to-day, this is not a journal of record or announcement. This was intended to be a source of beauty and creation. And it was, for a great long while. I used to create things that meant something, that stirred open the azure pieces of my heart. I used to capture my feelings like photography, not like a surveilence camera. Things have changed, and a very big part of me is ashamed for having let myself change in this way.
I have the tragic suspicion that all my talent disappears when my depression does.