If you’ve noticed my recent absence from the blog, it’s not because I ran out of things to say. I just have secrets. A ridiculous, bordering-on-absurd amount of secrets.
Frankly, it’s a miracle I’ve kept my mouth shut this long. I am historically terrible at keeping things under wraps, so if I type even one wrong syllable, the floodgates will open and my highly classified information will be out in the wild.
Massive life changes are on the horizon, and things are about to look very different around here. To be honest, I’m actually a little relieved my readership isn't the size of a small country right now. I’ve been dropping subtle hints in my posts lately—think Taylor Swift-level Easter eggs, just without the stadium tours and sequined bodysuits.
So far, no one has cracked the code, which is entirely for the best. If my master plan leaked early, it would completely ruin the dramatic reveal I have playing in my head.
Big changes are coming. I absolutely cannot wait to finally spill the beans—and more importantly, to start living them. Stay tuned!