I’m in the curious position…

[kungfunurse]

 …of queuing things up and not knowing if they’ll ever see the light of day. For those of you who feel a little spammed by my reblogs, I’m just trying to get the timely and/or important stuff seen before the potential END.

At work they talk about important leadership skills, like being comfortable with ambiguity. Pro tip: there’s no such thing. Even something as small as losing a (cherished, years-long) fandom blog is saddening and uncomfortable.

Last night I read an article on the inevitability of climate change. It’s huge and powerful and more important than just about anything else in the world. And yet, I’m still sad that I’m likely going to lose my tumblr blog, and that my fandom and friends are once again being scattered and lost.

Ambiguity sucks. Loss hurts. Everyone take a minute and spam some kittens and be kind to each other.

Comments

[jottingprosaist]

When I first decided, "Well, that's enough of tumblr's fuckery-- I'm out," I felt mostly relief. It was like cutting a rope, burning off a dead stump. I was out!

But as I've been going through my blog and finding the posts that I want to preserve, I got sadder. Tumblr was almost seven years of my life, and it's over. Some of it sucked-- increasingly toward the end-- or maybe it just seemed that way, as all the little annoyances had piled up-- but lots of it was good. I enjoyed it, or why else would I have done it? I gave it my time. I was, if nothing else, comfortable there.

And other people made decisions that took that comfort away from us.

I petted my cat for you, and he licked my hand for a while. <3

[spikedluv]

I only use Tumblr as a side-piece that my main squeeze doesn't know about, mostly for the pretty and reblogging other people's posts, but if it all goes to hell in a handbasket I'm going to miss all the GIF(set)s very much.