I am going to change my name. May 2012, a long time go... I joined a site called TinierMe, an online community. I am an insomniac. I don't sleep much at night, and because of that, I get lonely, and bored. So, I joined TinierMe, and the loneliness and boredom at night went away. I made friends, and made some serious connections that I will never forget. I was excited before joining... I'd been thinking about it for like, a year. After my sister (if you'd even call her that...) left, I wanted to join TinierMe. A year went by, and finally, I did. I was making a list of things I might call myself. Things I liked, or just a name I thought was cool. I had a lot of cute names... like, Waffle Mouse. The moon is something I have a quiet obsession with. Snow, too. It ended up being MoonSnowMouse... I named myself that, and all through my time in TinierMe, I met people under that name, and made connections I will never forget. I know a few of them might think of me, and when they do... they'll think "He was MoonSnowMouse."
I'm not MoonSnowMouse anymore. I'm quiet... taciturn. A loner. I can't keep up with friends, or make any knew ones, and I lack the ability to care about that. Anything I do now will just sully the name I made for myself, back when I was happier. The people I meet now... I don't want them to know the same name that the people of TinierMe know. They don't deserve that. This place isn't beautiful enough for that. The people I meet here won't get to look back and remember "He was MoonSnowMouse." Because, MoonSnowMouse was left behind, a long, long time ago. This name is a product of a happier time... it was never meant to travel into such a place as this. All it can do in such a place is become dirty. Now, all I do is sully this name. The reason I kept it for so long is because an old TinierMe friend might recognize me. But, that's not the case. I never meet old TinierMe friends. I might as well just give it up. So, I am going to change my name. Who people know me as will never be the same.
I love MoonSnowMouse. Everything about it. The name is perfect. The memories of it are priceless. But, that was an era that has long, long since ended. And, so, I am laying the name to rest. I'll take another. Once I feel everyone who cares at all, has seen this entry, I will change my name.
Book of Nero
This is my journal. I am Nero! c: