Howeveer, fear not! As I was prying in myself for stuff to write, I came across a story I wrote ages ago. "Under a full moon" it's called, and it's not one of my best probably, but I do liked it. So I rewrote the whole thing. The story brought back some memories of old times on DA. Good times too, and eventually I decided to come back, even if just occasionally.
So, I'll post the story after this journal, and wish you happy readings!
On a secondary note, as I like discussing things and see other people's views on various subjects, I wrote a story a while ago about photographs. Part of that story is this paragraph, after the narator finds some old photographs in an attic:
"Old photographs always have this way to turn me into a philosophical mood. Arent photographs more than just the capture of a moment, tying the present? Dont we take them thinking of the future, so that years from now, we can reminisce past times? Do we not take them, hoping that we wander back to the past, together with the others in the photograph, thinking of how everything was then? Does that not make pictures a source of hope? Uncle Gerard clearly doesnt agree with me. They are taken because we are afraid to lose the present, so capture the moment and carry it with us through time. I call him a pessimist, but have a few doubts. Maybe were both right."
So, start thinking about it and let me know what pops to mind
Devious Comments
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~Carmania ~tuning-club ~Deviantwheels =AutomotiveClub
i was wondering about your return the other day
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~Carmania ~tuning-club ~Deviantwheels =AutomotiveClub
Wait, wasn't that a commercial?
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