Five years

I can't believe it's been five years since I started this blog. I never really thought about how long I would or could keep this up.

This blog has filled my need for confession. It feels so much better to get things off my chest whether or not anyone reads it. I throw my stories out there knowing that maybe a couple of regulars check in (or not) and maybe someone will stumble across them and read without judgment. I hope I have titillated, educated, and fascinated a few people in the process.

This has been a cathartic experience. Since this is my secret life I have no one IRL to share my experiences with - no friends, colleagues, family, and certainly not my wife, would be open to hearing about my clandestine experiences. I have to tell someone, so why not you?

But I wonder if sometimes I continue my adventures only to have something to write about here. Nah, I'd probably look to play and find some other outlet for catharsis.

So I'll continue for now in the same vein hoping that my veins will still be working in the right places for a while so I can sow some oats outside of the fertile plot I have been tending for so long. (And I hope that no one judges badly my mixture of metaphors.)

Thanks for reading and I'll still be living one post at a time.