Silvadorkable

I ran into an old blog from when I was much younger. Looking back at old excerpts of my past is both enlightening and depressing. I've come so far in those years and yet a small part of me finds that I would rather not reminisce about a darker time of my life. Staring me in the face are all the possibilities that I didn't pursue, all the hopes I had abandoned, all the mistakes that I have made. More so, I find it unsettling to see the list of old friends who were on the account, their own blogs as unattended to as my own. Names that look alien to me now, memories that are so foggy that the people behind them would be as though strangers to m