Psst! Do you want to hear my not-so-secret secret?
Three weeks. I knew I wanted to marry my husband three weeks after we started
dating. I only knew him one week
It’s there like those cars on the freeway. Always, always there. Never silent. Never stopping. Post on instagram. Check the progress of your ad. Google this. Check the time. Text this person. Take a picture. Turn me on it says to me all the time. Turn me on. Turn me on . . .
I was planning on only blogging about photography, and that will still be my
focus. But this letter needs a home. A place to be read. A place to be shared.
Because I