Saturday, October 8, 2016

I’m thrilled because I just found out I could retrieve all of the MySpace blogs that were deleted with no notice when the social-media site, in its death throes, did that major overhaul

Because I thought again of a blog I wrote on MySpace and again wistfully bemoaned its loss. Then I tried once more to google “lost Myspace blogs” and found out they were recoverable.

I feel like I got a part of my life back, an important part, because a lot of those blogs I wrote in the months after I met Mike. Like this one I wrote when he had left Pawleys Island and I was still there, missing him. Note my use of the subject “mooning,” years before we had a Moon of our own:

Subject: mooning
Date created 6/3/2007 6:09:00 PM
Posted date 6/3/2007 6:07:00 PM

Sleeping close to the waves breaking on the shore. The surf like steel brushes. The tidal sway. I'm remembering your skin against mine, under my hands. The sea oats bend, shadows hatchmarked on the sand, curtains lofted by the wind.

Pawleys Island, front room, surf, new love

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