Passing times

These past two months, I haven’t been present in world the way I used to be; mostly first life-related reasons are keeping me away, and given that these reasons are good ones, I don’t intend on giving up on them. However, I am never very far, lurking on the forums, checking my IMs, and regularly sending my little feed aggregator in search of updates on blogs. It feels a bit weird, to keep an eye on all of this from “far away”; it also gives me opportunities to think about it all.

I remember the first glimpse I ever had of Second Life, through Sezmra’s review and her article and pictures about Mochastyle. I remember my very first times in Second Life, when the newbie I was remained overwhelmed by everything she was seeing around her. I remember clicking on the Top Picks of the moment, ending up in Luna, being in awe about my very first “shopping experience” in here. I remember my very first clothes – gee, were they ugly, now that I look back on this! – and how I was proud of wearing something of my own, as newbie-ish as it could seem to the eyes of more experienced players. The early entries on this blog are a good testimony of this, come to think of it; fresh and naive, should I say – or simply written from a newcomer’s point of view.

I remember poking around. Meeting in world with Sezmra. Meeting Hiro and Fey. Going to the Red Dragon market, and later on talking with Snakekiss before joining – isn’t it funny, that the group tag I wear the most often, even right now, is the one of Red Dragon Trader? In a way, I’ve never forgotten where my roots were, and I am damn proud of demn. These were nice days, indeed. I remember setting up a white wall, on the unfinished floor of my unfinished house on my First Land plot of Kafiri, to take screenshots of my first yukata. I remember Sophos Casanova’s big house, towering above mine, and how the landscape suddenly looked so bare when he took it down. I remember the first malls I visited, the first vending booths I had, notably in Ebisu Events center, before I even moved there.

There were the parties that I shyly started attending, the first one being at Aurora’s in Varney, before she sold her land there, then going to the Fantasy Castle, and later on poking at Club Elite and the Edge simply to see how it was there, and because it was fun, for a time, to do these things in the morning for a bit, before setting myself to work. The old Shelter crew was a pretty welcoming and funny one, and the Outback people were the ones I’d meet when it was noon here and nobody else was on. I remember trying bingo, to which I was addicted for quite some time, Miru Airport and Germaine’s famous Bingoland Park. This wasn’t that long ago, only three or four months, and yet, it seems like an eternity. Like much water has flown under the bridge, as we say here. There’s a perfume of nostalgia floating over all of this; still, I know it’s not over. Far from being over, actually.

I feel so restless about this. I would like to do so much more, attend so many things, but I also know that if I do it now, before I am properly settled in my new lifestyle, I will regret it. So I keep watching, I keep waiting. I pop in here and there, for a few minutes or a whole hour. I spend this hour either exploring or talking with friends, which feels already nice enough for me. The tugging is still here, though, calling me to do “more”. One day, I will. One day.

For the moment, I am watching, and keeping the memories alive.

3 thoughts on “Passing times”

  1. Tana, I was really touched by this and I miss not seeing you inworld recently. But I know where you’re coming from, and I can relate. I’ve had some strange feelings recently of being “out of my body” but I know I’m still here. It’s so surreal.

    Come when the time is right for you. 🙂

    In the meantime, be well.

  2. Tana, I’m in the same space you are right now. Not in-world much, watching and waiting for the right time to jump back in. I want to, I really do – but when I’m ready. When I will have time to pull everything I have off the market, redo items with better skills, repackage and put back out there. When I will have time to run regular events – social and educational. When I will have time to finish building my house. When I will have time to reply to all my IMs and get my rentals full again.


    Oh, and every time there’s an election for one of those Bingo groups because another officer left, I always vote for you! 🙂 Not that it means anything for ‘title’ groups. I miss you at Miru and Germaine’s!

  3. Haha, wait, you mean, there’s someone out there actually *voting for me*? Wow, I feel flattered 😉 Someday I should really go back to a few bingo events, but it’s just so hard to fit in the RL schedule now – I don’t exactly “lack time”, I just, well, don’t have more than one hour to devote to an activity like this, let’s say (and I have a crapload of work to perform, so the Miru’s hour is now pretty bad for me, bleh). It makes things a little hard, but, as they say… “ah, well”.

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