I have to come clean. Promise to hear me out first. Please. Okay? Don't get mad before you've heard everything I have to say. Are you alright? You, um, might want to sit down for this.
I've been posting elsewhere.
I know, I know. It's shocking that I can even get my fingers to the keyboard at all, let alone to a second blog. I just get something about this other blog. I'm drawn to it. I can't explain it.
Please don't be jealous. I love you. I really do.