Monday, April 2, 2012

1 is the least safe number

There is a certain safety in knowing that if anyone actually reads what I write, no one says anything. That's okay. I'll write to the air.

There are things that I dare not confess here, lest there is someone actually reading, actually waiting to know the things I hide. There is someone who makes me feel very safe. We flirt. A lot. This is dangerous. Oh so very dangerous...