Nine times I got really close to pushing Publish
Eight different updates on my life I’ve failed to finally finish, which had,
Seven sexy snippets of stories I wanted to share
Six posts begin with some kind of “Sorry. I should-have stopped by to say, ‘hi'”.
Five Fridays I almost showed you my boobs.
Four Mondays gave me un-funny run-to-the-computer-with-an-idea-only-to-forget-it moments
Three times I started writing and one of my kids started reading over my shoulder
Two of the almost-published posts I felt contained too much serious shit, and worried that you would worry about me.
One finished post
If I could just move my hand to the mouse,
letting go of the need to edit,
connecting with you again,