In the deep dark recesses of my blog lay hundreds of draft posts.
Some weird and obscure, I have no fucking idea what I was thinking at the time.
Some disturbing and raw, just the title jumps out at me and gnaws at my face consuming my breath… tiny fingers clawing down my throat and ripping at my heart.
They all have their place. History. This blog is my history, even the bits I haven’t shared.
And that is a lot. Believe it or not.
They hide in the drafts.
Some have been deleted.
Some may one day change to published.
Most will stay where they are and serve their purpose. A place to get it out of my head. To stop the noise.
And the number will ebb and flow as mood dictates, and every day I will thank fuck for this little corner of the internetz that has saved my sanity, and if I am brutally honest probably my life, over the last 8 years.
Thank you little bloggity blog blog. You are pretty fucking awesome.
Do you have hundreds of draft posts too? Or a secret place where you just write stupid shit?