Sometimes I start a blog and then either hit a brick wall when it comes to finishing or else I get called away to do something else. Normally I would go back within a day to finish it. However I just realized I had the following blurb started a few weeks ago. I even had the title, which I often don't add until I have finished cuz I never know where my mind and fingers are going to rattle off to.
I think I was off to a pretty good start here and I can't wait to see where it leads. However I cannot for the life of me begin to imagine where I was headed with this. I cannot recall one single possible event that could have led me to this topic. But rather than just delete it, I'll post it as-is and leave it to your imagination to finish:
I tried to confess... honest I did.
Every once in a while something happens that makes you stop short in your tracks. Like looking out the window of a glass-walled condo and seeing the guy in the glass-walled condo across from you vacuuming in the buff or watching porn on TV. It makes you wonder what perhaps you have done for all the world to see with realizing it...