digital sand, like static

It's strange to find gravestones in the wired world. I clicked on a link today and the page just came up with black letters on the white screen. Dead and gone. But gone to where? On my oldest email account I found a notice that Geocities is shutting down, disappearing. I had a page there once, as did several people I knew. I'd forgotten about it though, that weird little relic of another life. I saved the photographs of me I found there. It's probably for the best that all these digits and pixels and files wash away and grind down into digital sand in the tide. It made me sad, remembering.

Today is National Coming Out day. My outside doesn't match my inside. I pass for a straight, married woman when I'm not. It seems like such a long winded thing to say I am a transgender, bisexual person. So many syllables, so little time.