Still 8-y After All These Years

(Yes, I know it’s a terrible pun for a title, but it’s the best I could come up with.  Sue me.)


My "official" 2015 portrait (as official as any I've ever taken of myself).

Writing from Hoover, Alabama —

Somewhere during this week — I’ve lost track which day, but Facebook said it was yesterday — I celebrated my eighth rezz day.  In terms of life on the Grid, that’s at least as old as the song I’m listening to right now at the Mickey D’s I’m writing this from.  (For the [urgh] record, Grand Funk Railroad’s “Bad Time.”)

I gave up going over the stats long ago, but I’ll take the time to wax philosophical over my life in world.  It’s seen the same ups and downs, in many ways, that my real life has, since my Second Life is controlled by opportunities in RL.  It’s improved as the technology supplied by Linden Lab has improved, I’ll say that; man, do I look good now!  (Laughing)  Hopefully I’ve also improved in more substantive ways, perhaps learning a few things from the from the avatars around me and the friendships (possibly far too few, but definitely good ones) that I’ve made.  I’ve learned a lot about fashion, obviously.  And now I can live almost wherever I choose to, whether in a luxury house or in an ancient temple of arches and fountains, or on a starbase in a distant corner of the universe.  What more could a person desire???

I’m hoping we still have a few years left in this Second Life; and I intend to enjoy them.  May you enjoy your own time in this insane, sometimes frustrating, but always vastly interesting place we sometimes call the Grid.

Peace, Harper

Posted October 16, 2015 by Harper Ganesvoort in Personal

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