16 years
Well. I've rediscovered tumblr. well, actually it's been here, but I haven't. I used to be so active on here and this was my "fandom sanctuary" -- the place where all my niche interests turn into my own personal *insert fandom*-con? Does that even make sense? I decided to randomly *really *log back in and take a look around because I have the Sunday scaries which is actually just the EVERYDAY scaries now and need a good distraction. Tumblr tells me that my little old blog is 16 years old. I recently turned 39 so that means that I signed up for this when was 23, when I was feeling very lost -- not knowing where my life was going. This means I didn't know what career I was really going to commit to or if I was going to ever get married or have kids. And now I'm here again -- I committed to the career that I'm still so unsure of, childless by choice, and single by choice and content for the most part. Still feel lost at times. But now the world is burning, every day there is something bad and terrible. The things that still hold true? I still love media and fandom. Books are my safe place. Music is my solace. TV and movies are my comfort. So I'm back on Tumblr, ready to sink into all my favorite things. Good to see you again.











