Well. Well, well. I feel what is perhaps a misguided sense of power. I can already see why people do this. You are reading my words! You are still reading them! You will continue to read them and see how it ends! What if it never ends? Well. Well, well.
It's not out of the realm of possibility that in the future there will be profound and possibly life altering substance in these pages. Having said that, it's also not out of the....well, there might just be dirty jokes.
I am wetting my feet, up to my ankles, say, maybe soon halfway up my calves, then knees, then thighs, then maybe stay put for a bit before my more sensitive areas are exposed to the frigid river of blogging. Splash me and get your ass kicked.
So much love.