Listening to: Don't Wake Me Up - The Hush Sound
I don't really miss it.
I thought I would, because five years is a long, long time. But, I don't know, maybe I outgrew it? That doesn't sound right--but maybe I did, maybe I like a different style now, and I don't know how to say that without coming across like a bitch. It's not that I somehow hate it now, because I definitely don't, I love it.
But I don't miss having to be in charge, and I don't miss driving everything, and I don't miss 4 AM.
I miss not having a list, and I miss being ridiculous, and I don't know how to go about having both these things, because it's a lot of effort, it means I can't do anything else when I'm on with you, and I don't miss that, because I don't want to have to pay attention every single second, and sit and refresh the page and wait and wait and wait.
I like being able to work on more than one post at once, and I like writing a lot of paragraphs, and I like having 10 characters and 20 people to play with.
I didn't outgrow you, but I think I've let you go.