Thursday, October 9, 2008
Dear Beloved Blog,
I've been wanting to tell you this for awhile...
The guilt has been killing me...
There's no easy way to say it so I'll just...
I'VE BEEN SEEING SOMEONE ELSE...
Actually more than one person.
Actually hundreds of people.
You can call me SLUT if you want to...
There's no need to know who...
No, I'm not going to name names...
Okay, fine, if you must know, it's...
CALM DOWN! It's not you...it's ME.
It's just...well...our relationship has become... high-maintenance.
In the beginning, we were great.
You inspired me.
You made me feel good.
And in return I gave you my all.
But, lately, it's been hard.
While my mistresses are satisfied with quips and quotes, the mere gift of 140 character gab,
You stare me down, arms crossed, your foot tap, tap, tapping with expectation.
I've become a slave to your wiles.
Your cunning demands for popularity and ever-increasing reader stats.
I've lost the pure joy of writing - moving you to tears and making you laugh.
My thrill or defeat now rests with the number of comments you receive.
I want to please you but I'm beginning to resent you.
I'm taking the pressure off.
Taking time to reconnect with other things that I love: books, movies, my kids, my husband,
did I forget to mention I was married?
I'll see you when I see you.
Could be tomorrow. Could be next month.
Could be random days in between.
But you haven't seen the last of me yet, dear blog.
Not by a long shot.
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