I love blogs. I love hearing what other people have to say. What they think, how they feel.
I’m not quite sure how I feel about blogging though. I want to write. I need to write. I’m at this point where I think I can say just about anything. But I worry about the layout, and the widgets. I look at the stats and wonder why on earth I can get 972 hits in one day and ZERO on another. What is that about?
So I’ve decided just to write. I will lament about poly, I will over-analyze my relationship, I will pick apart my childhood. Because this is really about me. And it’s for me. So stats be damned. This is my tiny speck of the interwebs, and it’s all mine.