flipping through journals, trying to see whats up. breathe the air, feel the heartbeat. there was some sort of mass sitdiary exodus in 2005/2006...i wonder what happened to all of those people. this is the only diary site i have ever been a part of where people have written their thoughts like they were spilling their hearts and brains through the written word. what is it about facebook, myspace, and all those other sites that is so sterile? where are you, 15 year old girl, last entry august 2005, who megan was mad at, because jason wanted to bang you? what did you make out of yourself? are you happy, 18 year old Dave, whose last entry in june 2006 let us know that you were afraid to tell your dad you were gay? i feel like one of these people...swallowed by some distant summer, lost in the dregs of life, winding ourselves up in love affairs and higher things than our own feelings of inadequacy. i found my way back, but most of these people won't. i'm happy for them, but it is lonely to look over your shoulder.