Sometimes I like to pretend that when I haven’t posted for a few days it’s because I’m very important and just can’t spare the time to think.
Other times I convince myself that I’m doing something so exciting, so meaningful and life changing that I just can’t bother with making words.
The truth is, as each day goes by without posting, I find the expectations I place on myself become bigger and bigger until something really amazing has to happen before I can post.
I’m back baby.
They are mitts. That peel taters. Can you fathom it?