Hi, it’s been a long time. Things have been changing quite a lot – I would say. If you’re really weird enough that you keep yourself updated for the content from this website, well, what can I say? You really should have listened to my advice of seeking some better things to do.
My friend – now I can call you that, forgive us for our absence. We haven’t often been here, offering little company for those who are so warmly lonely reaching out for company here at coldspot.
Well, it has been all about absence. The absence of readers for my writing, the absence of author to my writing. The absence of writing in my daily life, the absence of absence of my writing in my mind.
Sounds weird, I guess, but you are getting used to it, right?
To be fair, I am the loyalest reader to my content, second to none. Though I’m wearing the author hat right now, I, sadly, has been the loneliest person seeking some company here at coldspot, which turns me into the most tragic victim from such absence.
Well, at least I can now tell more or less what is coldspot. For now, it is at least a vault, an insurance against some loneliness – actually a life insurance for oneself, such an absurd thing to have. We’re content creators, putting away some rainy-days savings for the times of harshness. Here they are at coldspot, welcoming us all.
Somehow this new piece of crap reminds me too much of a song called “we’ve never met but, can we have a coffee or something.” Well, we’ve never met, but it is a nice song to listen to when you’re having a coffee.
To change the subject completely from those cringey nonsense, since I moved away from the apartment where I smoked “fags” and wrote the first diary entry you’ve probably read before, our server came with me to the childhood home of mine. During the time of moving, we’ve made some upgrades to it, and renamed it to “beacon” – as I promised, a beautiful B-starting word.
So, yeah, welcome back, my friend. Eventually, I am reaching out to you for some sort of friendliness, like a lighthouse showing hands to nowhere. Well, that’s pretty much it – beacon is what it is.
by the same dude who wrote the first diary entry
in an aeroplane over Eurasia
11. Nov. 2026, 09:15 AM (UTC)