Dear Internet,
Yes, I still love you. No, I haven't found anyone else. Yes, you still ignite my toes. It's just that, well, I've been busy. That little thing called Real Life gets in the way. No, I am not taking you for granted! I still really appreciate you, and know that you are there.
You know how it is: one thing after another. And before you know it, you are knee-deep in other pursuits, and aren't spending the time together that you once were. But we aren't drifting apart, O Internet, no we are not! I just count this time away from one another as time to let the heart grow fonder. The mere thought of you sends me rushing to my computer to post again. So, it was time well spent.
But, you know, dear, I do have a family. And while I love whiling away my hours in your company, sometimes they want to see me. Can you imagine? In any case, I was spending time with them. This doesn't cheapen our relationship; no one else can take your place.
But you have to understand: I am a married woman. I can't just fly off to exotic blogs when the mood takes me! I have responsibilities. I want you in my life, but I have to be realistic.
Oh, how can I resist the hold you have over me? Once again, I will be held sway by your siren song until the wee hours of the morning. Until, flushed and ashamed, I creep through my darkened house to find my bed. But this must be our secret. No one else can know. You can be discreet, can't you? I will see you soon.
T, who apologizes for not updating
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