There’s a bit of popular myth that says that over a seven year period, all the cells in your body are gradually replaced, so that you are in some sense a completely new person. A nice idea, whether it’s true or not. It was seven years ago this summer that I started tumblogging, which really does feel like a lifetime ago (maybe more than one). I was recently graduated from college, on the cusp of really coming out, and had little idea of what I was doing with my life beyond that. I’ve come a long way since, and in preparing to return to the South, there’s been a sense that this period I’ve spent in Philadelphia is more of a piece with that post-college period in Pittsburgh than I maybe once thought. Even before I finished college I was thinking about seminary, and I’ve certainly done a lot of thinking over these many years about what that urge may or may not entail with it. It’s still an open question, I suppose, but I’m finally doing the thing I set out to do, even if I didn’t mean to the entire time.
I’ve decided to retire this Tumblr account, as a capsule of what I was doing and thinking and shitposting lo these several years - I’ve never maintained an online presence in one place for so long (and it boggles me that I should have been able to, given the instability of the interwebs). Maybe after it’s gone to seed for a bit I’ll come back and distill what it has to say, but there won’t be any new stuff here going forward. I’ll be carrying on in a different corner of this blue hellscape, I suspect posting less frequently, but I hope that I can still share in the weird, wonderful little grumpy-catholic-and-adjacent conversation that somehow carries on here. You’ve been an important part of the journey for me. If we’re mutuals (hell, even if we’re not) and you’d like to keep in touch, please drop me a line for the new URL.
Thanks, keep up the good work, peace be with you, Noah
