I feel kind of bad because I missed my blog's birthday. It was 7 years old as of yesterday.
In celebration (I guess) of the event, I went back and read a few of the very first entries. It was interesting...but not for the reasons I thought it would be. In some critical respects, not too much has changed: Same job (student.) Same worries. Same boyfriend. Same family. Mostly the same friends (thank god.)
But it's also terrifyingly clear that something essential has changed...and though 19-year-old Kat wasn't perfect (her style was a little over-eager, perhaps,) I still miss her a little.
In celebration (I guess) of the event, I went back and read a few of the very first entries. It was interesting...but not for the reasons I thought it would be. In some critical respects, not too much has changed: Same job (student.) Same worries. Same boyfriend. Same family. Mostly the same friends (thank god.)
But it's also terrifyingly clear that something essential has changed...and though 19-year-old Kat wasn't perfect (her style was a little over-eager, perhaps,) I still miss her a little.
