the things you miss when life slaps itself onto you
I miss the internet.
I miss the friends who can only be contacted via the internet.
I miss Rainbow, Ayan, Anjeli, Madina, Erica and Jordan.
I miss the friends I stalk on the internet.
I miss stalking Eris, Nicole, Vi and Alexa.
I miss the people I've met because of the internet, and can now only be contacted through virtual means.
I miss Naki and Mike: severely.
I miss writing.
I miss writing words that baffle, inspire and horrify.
I miss writing and showing others that yes, I am capable of being unboring.
I miss writing straight into MS Word.
I miss writing with glee and urgency.
I miss writing with a fully functioning keyboard.
I miss writing without pressing Ctrl+V to make spaces.
I miss writing on paper.
I miss writing with green ink on paper.
I miss writing with a heavy atmosphere of simply being.
I miss having time.
I miss having time to invest in writing.
I miss having time to burn on the internet.
I miss having time to kill on Twitter with the friendships I am building up on.
I miss having time to waste on just watching Barom Yu be Barom Yu.
Since work has started, I have gained more experiences, knowledge, friends and money.
But I am missing a lot.
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