I see you looking.
And I love it when you do.
I don’t always feel like there’s a lot to see here, but then when I catch you peeking I know I’m wrong.
One little glimpse from you makes me want to open up my bag of silliness and let you see every little bit of it.
And if I even let myself meet your gaze, which I’m getting better at doing every week, I suddenly notice how much there is to show you. That’s when I toss a little bonus in there for you.
Someday I’ll even catch up on these archives.