Last month helped a lot. I posted in some spots about old friends I had online that disappeared, who I really missed. I had time to think about it, adjusting to realizing that they wanted to disappear, probably. If they wanted to be gone and free, and are now, that's a good thing. So now when I think about them, I imagine them as birds flying off in the sky that can go wherever they want without being held back. I'm really happy for them when I think of them this way.
Visual Description: Color art, lots of light blue with blue lines - Oxnard sitting at a beachy island looking out to an ocean and light blue sky with some very distant white bird silhouettes in the distance. It's basically just me looking out and imagining old online pals as birds flying away happy and free.
