Are you there blog? It's me, Barbara

Dear Blog,
Oh how I've missed you! I missed your smiling face. Your scent. I missed the way you made me feel. I love sitting down at my computer and seeing you every morning. You really make me happy. But you have to understand, I just need... some space. It is getting a little too intense. I don't think I am ready for this kind of commitment. It's a big step, and I am still young. I mean, I don't even know what's out there for me. Heck, I don't even know who I am yet! And I'm sure you still have a lot of exploring to do on your own, too. But I still love you. I guess--- well I guess I'm just confused. I want you in my life, but I also need some freedom. I need room to grow. I need to be able to read other blogs. I'm not saying that I will like those blogs more than you, but I have to find out. And I want you to have the freedom to do the same. Have other readers. See if you like them. Maybe you will, maybe you won't. Maybe after all our searching we will end up right where we started. I guess it's true what they say.... "If you love something set it free. If it comes back to you it's yours forever."

So I'm coming to you not as a buddy, or a blog writer, but for the first time as a woman, a woman who loves a blog, and who wants to hold her and provide for her, and yes-have sex with her, but no seriously... I just want you to know how special you are to me. And nothing is going to change that. No matter what happens on this crazy ride we call life.

I hope this clears some things up. I miss you and love you and want to be with you. But just not "like that."

Love Always,
Barbara

P.S. I am really sorry about all those awful things I said about you. You are not a whore. And tell your mother I'm sorry too. I never should have left those messages on her machine. It was very childish.