Oft, I’m nervous. Like I’m walking into a room filled with people who are all about to turn and stare at me for being late. Late and naked!
I guess I could stop typing, but I want to do this, I like the tippy tappy noise of the keyboard – I’m joking (although this keyboard is particularly satisfying). I want to blog for lots of reasons, one of which is to share. Continue reading “*hides behind keyboard”
Honest K 